Dog + Door = Ouch!

I made one of those calls last week to Jon.  “Honey, don’t panic, but I need you to come home right now.” 

I cut my foot on the bottom corner of this beautiful storm door that Jon just installed.  I was loading the car in the garage when I made I contact with a scary looking unfamiliar dog in the back of my neighbor’s yard.  He proceed to sprint in my direction.  I didn’t panic because I was close to the door.  I went in the house, but as I turned around the dog was right there.  I pulled the storm door shut right on top of my foot.  It didn’t really hurt that badly, but when I looked down I realized right away I was going to need stitches.  Well, I hoped they would glue it, but no such luck. 

Thankfully my grandma was at the house, and hung out for a bit with the kids.  Jon rushed home and brought me to Urgent Care where I got four stitches.  I kept telling myself that I just birthed a child, that this couldn’t be that bad.  They are really great over at Holland Hospital Urgent Care, but I had the fear of the unknown.  I kept squeezing Jon’s hand waiting for it to get really bad.  It never did.  It was really the worst looking at it and thinking about it.

We survived the heat of last week at the family cottage.  But I couldn't go in the water!  Of all the week’s to not be able to cool off in the lake. Thank goodness for air conditioning.  Hope you survived the heat wave of 2012!