On Saturday night, my husband and I decided to head to the local theatre and take in an 8:00 movie. At 7:56, I slammed the car door on my left thumb and let me tell you – besides childbirth, I can’t remember ever hurting so badly. Now I understand why injured animals retreat into the woods and die – when I did this, I just paced the parking lot, wincing in pain, not wanting to be or talk with anyone. I just wept and walked around and around. Chris asked if I wanted to go home but I knew that he really wanted to see the movie so we headed into the theatre. I asked Gladys, “the theatre lady” for some ice to keep the swelling down and I spend the next two hours dealing with a throbbing thumb. I wept through the first part of the movie (and it wasn’t a tearjerker!) but eventually, the pain killers kicked in and I experienced some relief.
The early hours of the Sunday morning got rough. Once we got home, I couldn’t sleep because the pressure was building up under the nail. I let Chris sleep as long as I could but when 3:00 a.m. came around and I was wide awake, I decided it was time to take a little visit to Emergency and get my thumb checked out. I mean, it was REALLY hurting.
Long story short – I fractured the thumb bone and they didn’t want to burn through the nail to release the pressure of the blood buildup because of the fracture. So, at 6:30 a.m., we left the hospital and started our Sunday. It was pretty much a “suck it up, Buttercup” scenario from that point on -there was nothing more that the doctors could do – and it’s certainly changed our Sunday. If I could rewrite the words to a little nursery rhyme I used to say to my children….
Where is Thumbkin?
Where is Thumbkin?
Here I am, here I am.
How are you today?
Very well, thank you. Not so so good so
Go away, go away.
…but oh, how thankful I am for my loving and tender husband who, without a word of complaint, gave up his night’s sleep to attend to my “thumb boo-boo.” Chris is a wonderful man and I am a very thankful wife.
Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Ecclesiastes 4.9