The warning on the label says May Cause Drowsiness. It does not say May Cause Total Ineptitude and Clumsiness. And that bit about taking care while operating a car or heavy machinery didn’t mention one damn thing about the pantry door. But there I was, standing in my kitchen, staring down at the blood pooling around my foot wondering what exactly happened, slowly coming to the realization that, “Oh, yes, that IS blood!” and deciding I should have a seat before I found myself in even more of a pickle (see Item Nine in the list of things I want to be when I grow up).
You probably know by now that I’m a little bit clumsy on a good, solid, non-medicated day. And the only explanation I can give for opening a door into my toe is that this anti-barf medication is messing with my depth perception. Because um, I didn’t just nick the darn thing. I split the toenail right down the middle and made myself all woozy at the sight of it. On my lunch break, for ten bonus idiot points.
Here, let me hold your baby.
I am never really sure when you should let a professional intervene with this sort of goofy-ass injury. Right now it’s all wrapped up in bandaging any girl scout would be proud of, which is all the PrimaCare folks would do anyhow (and charge me seventy-five bucks to do it, thanks to a shiny new co-pay). But there’s also a part of me that’s sure that an owie of this magnitude deserves at least the glory of a trip to the ER. If not Snickers Blizzard for taking it like a champ.
Hmmm, prego hormones are really going to do a number on you. Let me know when to start buying shares in DQ
I managed to slice my toe open riding an escalator in the mall a few months ago. I refused to go to the hospital at first because I would feel like an idiot telling them I was there for a boo boo on my big toe, but my boyfriend finally made me. Good thing, too – there was escalator grease in the gash and I ended up needing 8 stitches. Just go – you’ll feel better knowing for sure that your toe won’t fall off anytime soon.
Not. Pregnant. You’re as bad as the critical care doc! They hear “nausea” and immediately want you to be pregnant. Too bad I was just wrapping up that special time of the month making it all but an impossibility.
my lil’ sis managed to take off her toenail, except for a tiny strip at the cuticle, with a chair. she went to the ER and the ER Dr. got grossed out and had to have a PA jerk off the nail.
they just bandaged it.
i think your Rx of snickers blizzards beats that any day!
OMG, I love you!!!! So real…I’d tell you “to be more careful”, “slow down”, “watch where you’re going”…but truthfully it doesn’t matter, it seems that with accidents/injuries, some of us just carry more of the load!
Yikes! I was just telling a friend yesterday that, inexplicably, stubbing a toe is much more painful than a lot of major injuries. I cringed just reading it. Wishing you a speedy recovery!
Yikes! I was just telling a friend yesterday that, inexplicably, stubbing your toe hurts much more than a lot of major injuries. I cringed just reading about it. Wishing you a speedy recovery!
Fish –
I’m a single (and fabulous) lady moving back to the DFW from Alaska.
I know…insane.
Anyway…I just wanted to let you know that I’m enjoying the blog!
D
Ouch! I’ve lost both of my big toenails at the same time before (backpacking when I was young and naive and thought walking non-stop for 3.5 weeks wearing my running shoes was a good idea!) but never lost them due to an accident. Hope your injury heals soon!
Big Ouch! Sorry.
(Can’t really talk much about Toe-stubbing. Have done mine in one too many times! Besides, I’m starting to feel a little nausea just thinking about it….lol.) Just feel better, ok?
Ouch!! Take it easy, sorry to hear.
I once opened a bathroom stall door at a bar, that totally took out my toe nail, but um, in my defense I enjoyed the $25 fishbowl (mix of all alcohol on hand) and had no idea anything happened… until I was ready to pass out. I mean, I didn’t drink THAT much. Anywho, turns out the bathroom stalls had FLOOR-TO-CEILING doors and I was wearing such comfy flip flops. Seriously, what dive bar bathroom has stalls like that?
Feel better and slow down around pantry’s. I’d make a sign if I were you. Warning! Keep toes clear?!
Ouch! Sorry to hear about your toe.
Once I opened a bathroom stall door and ripped my entire toe nail off. I had no idea this happened (blame the $25 fishbowl drink”) until I was ready to pass out. (I only had one fishbowl, it would have taken at least 2 to pass out, just saying.) Turns out the dive bar bathroom stall doors were floor-to-ceiling doors, serious what dive bar has this? Anyone?
No no, I didn’t mean that you are currently pregnant! Obviously you would not be taking anti nausea meds for stomach flu if you were bunning the oven. I just meant that pregnancy hormones are going to be worse than regular hormones. It is a little known fact that women are generally more clumsy when hormone fluctuations happen. Now, if you are not normally an complete klutz then you’re okay. But if you’re uber klutzy to begin with (like me) basically you should not schedule baking, cooking, working with delicate objects, lab work (with glassware) for a few days just before and after your period. Especially just before. Soo…. although my ovaries are shriveled up, if I somehow accidentally get pregnant, I will have to cover everything in my house with foam. I recommend foam for you as well
this injury definately deserves the blizzard reward… My mother buys the big pack of band aids, (2 if they’re really cool) everytime she sees them on sale… cause she pretty much knows, I’ll be running out again at any given time. I also had a matching set of knee, ankle and wrist braces (2 each, you never know with me)as long as you really got it clean… it should be ok… if you have decent health insurance, they should have a number you can call to ask for advice.
What a great excuse for a blizzard! Sorry your toe is hurt, but you can ice it down with your ice cream in between bites!
My fiance mashed his pinky toe into our ottoman in the LR. It looks like a little black/blue/purple sausage. He, however, didn’t bring blood or go to the Doc. Yet. I think you’re handling it much much better than him though. Men and their whining.
A few little helpful pointers- since I’ve gotten so much out of reading your blog over the last year (or maybe that’s “gotten out of so much”):
1) Disinfect that toe, baby. One, twice, three times an owie. Toes generate infection, and I can’t tell you why. Disinfect like you’re Florence Nightengale.
2) Switch anti-nausea meds. I was given one that totally turned me into a drooling mess…and then a doc who is *really* on my Christmas card list said, “Why don’t we change this out?” Result: Fabulous “Zofran” dissolved under the tongue, with no resultant drooling and loss of problem-solving skills. (Can also be given by IV/injection if it gets really bad). Doubles as a breath mint with its fresh flavor (and gritty texture- hey- it can’t all be a winner…)
Right On. I have the exact same feelings about Customer Service as you. I’m so sick of companies being more than willing to take my money but then acting as if they’ve never even heard of their product when it needs service.
I would think that those high priced “consultants” would be telling companies that they need to be very aware of just how easily customer dissatisfaction will be relayed to the public through twitter and facebook, etc. In fact, don’t be surprised if people are twittering about your customer service while they are still on the phone with customer service!! Just think . . . people can be getting live, second by second updates on just how bad your service is. . . and hundreds of people at once! (if not thousands!)