27 years without a trip to the ER

Last Sunday I made my first trip to the ER. Emory Johns Creek Hospital just can't get rid of me! Luckily I was already in "the system" so we were only in the waiting room for 5 minutes. What did I do to get these lovely bandages on my fingers you ask?


Here is the culprit.This is a praline. Yes, go ahead and laugh. Just like a Krispy Kreme, I believe these are best served warm. So after microwaving my beloved praline, I then proceeded to touch test it to make sure it was the perfect temperature. Well, it was not. My finger was sucked into the hot sugar goo (if you enlarge the picture I have circled the indention). After running it under water and icing it for 2 hours it still felt as if my finger was on fire. Many google searches later we determined it would be best to go to the ER. Probably the hardest part of the situation was finding an open pharmacy at 9:30 on a Sunday night. It has been difficult to operate without my right index finger, but I have had lots of help from Joel and friends at church.

All in all it's been a pretty humorous story to tell and who knows when I will eat a praline again.