Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Sheesh

Husband + alcohol + bravado = 17 stitches + major concussion*.

This is one of those rare times when I understand -- I mean really understand -- why some women want to marry other women. Or metrosexuals.

Thank God for hard Finnish heads. Now I need to get some sleep.

[*I know what you're thinking. This has nothing to do with St. Patrick's Day.]

4 Comments:

Blogger Russell said...

Ouch!

And, hehe.

Hope he is doing better!

3/18/2009 9:00 AM  
Blogger Stickwick Stapers said...

He is, but we had a 3 AM trip to the emergency room last night because of complications, and he's confused and grouchy because of the concussion.

Ah, well, for better or for worse. ;-)

3/19/2009 2:02 PM  
Blogger Russell said...

Heh :)

And in sickness and health.

And no, being a male isn't a sickness! ;)

3/19/2009 7:54 PM  
Blogger Billll said...

Been there, done that, but without the alcohol. Concussions are frequently nastier than you think, and take much longer to recover from. Mine's 8 months old, and I can still feel it.
Keep a real close eye on him for the next 3 months or so, then a regular close eye on him for the remainder of a year.
Hope he gets well soon.

3/20/2009 7:19 PM  

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