After one steps on a 2.75 mm pointy stick in bare feet, here's what happens next.
- Hobble upstairs to the bathroom to wash the wound and put a Spiderman band-aid on, apparently dripping blood on the way.
- Stick foot in sink, find cloth, find polysporin, find band-aids, etc.
- With damp rag in hand and superhero band-aid working its magic, hobble back, retracing earlier path, wiping blood out of the carpet.
- Hobble back to the bathroom to deal with damp rag; pass desk, pick up camera.
- Hobble back downstairs, grab knitting, hobble outside to catch the evening light, photograph evidence. Also photograph bottom of foot.
- Hobble back upstairs, kick kid off computer, upload pictures. Decide picture of the bottom of one's foot is not really fit for show.
I must say I have renewed sympathy for Jane, who stepped on a plug, and Ryan, who stepped on a wooden needle, though since she only complained about breaking the needle and not her skin, I would assume she was wearing shoes! This stepping-on business has got to stop!
Right now I am going to find a comfy chair, complete with footstool, and read the book I finally got from the library. It's The Crossing Places, by Elly Griffiths, recommended by Liz.