So um . . .
What happens when you mix problem solving with impractical thinking and a hand mixer with sharp blades??
Oh you know, just this . . .
You might be wondering how I came to share in E.T.’s ability to ‘phone home’ . . . so here goes . . .
Last night started out so great! The plan was simple: Go hang out and have dinner with your best friend and then spend even more awesome quality time baking up some healthy treats that you can both take on this weekend’s road trip to Leavenworth. Sounds simple enough, right?!? Well, I guess you could say I like to mix things up.
When I got to my best friend Korin’s house, I was greeted by her super sweet son holding up an awesome welcome sign for me.
The food was DELICIOUS and the conversation was laden with laughter and intellect (the best combo, if you ask me). As planned, we set out after dinner to the grocery store to make our road trip treats:
I LOVE cooking/baking with Korin! She’s super funny and has helped me learn a few kitchen tips & tricks along the way. One of the cool things I learned was how to sub things in for recipes to make them simpler while still maintaining the flavor, and using recipes more as a guide as opposed to a MUST-DO-LIST. For someone who’s still pretty new to successful baking, every little bit of insight goes a long way. During our cooking adventure, we actually ran into a minor problem—one of the recipes called for us to use a food processor, but there wasn’t one available for us to use. Thankfully, her husband suggested using a hand mixer to do the processing instead. Here she is wielding her weapons of choice:
Deep into the evening, her kitchen was flooded with the sweetest and most savory scents. It took EVERYTHING in me not to just eat all the cookies and chickpeas as they came piping hot out of the oven. I cannot wait to enjoy them fully tomorrow and though I’m hoping I have enough self-control to eat them ALL before we get to Leavenworth, I wouldn’t feel any shame if they were gone by the time we got there. They just look and smell SO delicious! As I was preparing the mix to make the Lara Bars, I realized I would need to utilize the hand mixer for all the heavy-duty mincing of the almonds, walnuts, etc. So I got started while Korin and her husband went to tuck their son in to bed. I was mixing the walnuts and realized that the mixer wasn’t working at full potential. I looked under the main part where the blades were and noticed there was a wall of walnut grounds covering the grinding area. I decided to clean the area with my left index finger because, well, yeah, I’m still not sure why—it just made sense at the time. Unfortunately, I wasn’t paying attention to the fact that my right hand was still hovering over the mixing button on the handle. A few sharp spins later and I felt intense pain in my finger and saw the blood pouring out all over my hand and the counter. With an urgency, I yelped, “Oh God! Oh no!” twice. Korin ran into the kitchen and asked what happened as I grabbed onto my finger in hopes of stopping the bleeding. The sad part is that there was a moment in my mixer cleaning frenzy that I thought, “Hmm. I should stop and do this with a butter knife.” Alas, I’ve yet to take my own advice in important situations.
I did my best not to panic as the pain increased and the tears just started flowing. I was hunched over her kitchen sink holding my finger and doing my best not to look, knowing that if I did, I would just panic EVEN MORE and it would just go downhill from there. Thankfully, Korin is a nursing student and knew exactly what to do next. Her husband had also just done CPR and First Aid training, so they worked together to keep me calm and comfortable as they tended to my wounds. After the bleeding stopped, Korin was able to see the wound better and deduced that I had sliced my finger at an angle 4 times on the front pad of the finger and once on the back of the finger. The cuts were clean and shallow enough to convince her that I don’t need stitches immediately, so there was no late night run to the ER (whew!), and she’s keeping watch over it for signs of infection. She gave me Tylenol and lots of hugs and helped me get me and my stuff back to my place and settled in for the night. I felt the throbbing the entire ride home, but thankfully not once while I was in bed. I slept very well and woke up with a lesser level of pain. I can still feel the bruising pressure, but the throbbing has stopped and the Tylenol is still helping me manage the pain. I am incredibly thankful that I was with my friends when all of this happened. I really don’t know what I would’ve done if I hadn’t been doing all of this at Korin’s last night. Actually, that’s not true. I’d probably be sitting in the ER still waiting to be seen, bawling my eyes out like a baby while nursing my tears with a giant pile of vending machine chocolate bars and coffee. Okay, so maybe just the coffee….
All in all, it was a pretty eventful night and I learned some great lessons . . .
like DON’T TRY TO CLEAN A BLADE LADEN AREA WITH YOUR FINGERS!
Now, I’m heading into the weekend, off to Leavenworth for my church’s annual Women’s Retreat where I’ll be running the multi-media, leading games, and doing opening skits for the sessions . . . all with my E.T. finger along for the ride! I realize that doing all of those things will take some maneuvering, but I also know that regardless I am going to have a great weekend surrounded by amazing (and dare I say wildly funny) women of faith, insightful Biblical teachings, and some DEEEEELICIOUS food. I’m also pretty sure there will be some hilarious photos to share, so stay tuned for that!
In closing, one of my best coping methods is humor, so dealing with the excruciating pain from the evening led to this photo with a little bit of a meme nod to celebrate just how capitalize on how ridiculous this accident has been: