Further evidence

that life is what happens while you're making other plans.

This is the brand new hospital in our area. It's a bit farther away from us than the old one was, but still close enough that I can drive there in 15 minutes.

You might ask, "how do you know that?" Well, yesterday morning I got to find that out first hand (so to speak!)

You may recall that I said that the DH was going to build a bookcase to go with the bench he just finished.

Yesterday morning he was cutting some of the pieces with the circular saw.

Somehow the saw "bucked" and the middle finger of his left hand came into contact with the rip blade on the saw.

Shall we say that "rip" is the operative word.

See the red colored area on my little drawing? Well, that is the part of his finger that is basically -- well, gone, as in "ripped" off.

We wrapped his hand in a clean towel and headed out the door.

They took x-rays to be sure he hadn't hit the bone (that would have meant a trip to the operating room for scrubbing out to prevent a bone infection).

They were only able to bring enough together to take one stitch at the very top edge of the wound -- the rest will be a long rebuilding project for his body. The very tip of that finger on the side where the wound is has no feeling in it --- and may not recover any because he damaged the nerve there, but he did not cut a tendon either.

Lucky, very, very lucky!

So, several hours later he had a very large bandage over the finger, a 10 day supply of antibiotics and a tetanus shot (one of his least favorite things).

Guess there will be little break in the woodworking activities.