Trevor accidentally sliced his wrist open with a box-cutter yesterday. I was literally on the phone with 911 (which was busy the first two times by the way,) putting pressure on his wrist, hearing trev yell “I think i got a vein,” and thinking I was about to watch my boyfriend die in my arms like some cheesy film. It took 5 & 1/2 hours in the e.r. to get him stitched up. Luckily he just cut skin and no tendons. I am taking off this week for a few days to help him. I took a picture of the stitches and how swollen and gnarly it looks now, but my phone was dropped in water so it wont pull the pictures up. Maybe later. :( So, everyone tell Trev you’re happy he didn’t die.
Never forget the boxcutter incident.