warn your children.
so i'm sick. i'm knocked out with some blasted cold. i spent my weekend with it (it was fairly well-tempered, but not nearly as much fun as snowshoeing would have been yesterday in all our fluffy new snow!) and am quite ready to be done.but i wanted to let you know that my tongue is bleeding. don't be alarmed. it's not gushing. if it were, i would likely not be at work blogging. i'd be at the hospital blogging.
why, julie? why is your tongue bleeding?
well. i fell asleep with a cough drop in my mouth. and moments later, i was rudely awakened by what felt like a needle stuck in my tongue. but it wasn't a needle. it was the final shard of a ricola.
yes, only me.
i've been stabbed by a cough drop.
posted by julie @ 11:22 AM
3 Comments:
Brilliant.
I won't take up space here to confess to the many silly way's I've hurt myself over the years...but, you're not alone.
Sounds painful...and kind of a harsh experience to go with a miserable cold.
No, you aren't alone. Maybe one day I'll blog about the unknown dangers of velcro.
Liz
last night I was eating cinnamon life in bed, and a shard of one broke off and got stuck in my finger, just like a splinter. oops, you guys say sliver...don't you.
it hurt REAL bad. maybe it was the day for "unsuspecting consumables injuries."
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