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04 May 2006 @ 07:27 pm
I have often said that it isn’t a day at the bookstore unless I’ve shed blood. I am forever getting paper cuts and nicks and barking my knuckles on shelves. As for today? Little bit more than that.

I was working in receiving, and had nearly finished all the boxes of kids’ stock. All that was left was to put the gajillion copies of the newest ‘Gossip Girl’ in backstock, and I was done for the day. I picked up the box and carried it to the cage, travelling at my usual brisk pace. I move quickly. I always have. You know I’m ill or out of sorts when I walk at what most would call a ‘normal’ pace. Anyway, I strode into the cage, box in hands, eyes on the far shelves where teen backstock lives, when WHAM! Pain exploded in my left shin. “Mother.....!!” I snarled (veryvery loud, I’m afraid) and hobbled past the obstacle to dump the box by the backstock shelves. Glancing back, I saw the huge flatbed cart, loaded with boxes of new release titles. The box I’d been carrying had hidden the low cart from my view (and to be fair, I was moving very quickly and wasn’t really paying attention; go figure, hmmm?) The corners of that flatbed cart are capped in metal. One of those metal corners is bent back a bit, the edge rather sharp. Or so I found out.

So. As I said, I dumped the box and then lifted the hem of my pants to look at my leg. Certainly it wouldn’t be more than a scrape. Annoying, painful for the moment, but no big.
Funny story, now: blood was pouring down my leg. I immediately booked out of the cage, through the receiving area and into the break room (also known as Home of the First Aid Kits). Maybe a minute had passed, but already the lower leg of my pants was soaked through. Grabbing a handful of paper towels, I sat down and pressed it against what seemed to be the source of all that blood. After a moment, reason reasserted itself and I elevated the leg. The cut was unimpressive - maybe an inch long, but deep. Cursing myself for an idiot, I sat there, applying pressure, as a couple of employees dove into the first aid kits. One yielded packets of burn salve and a few band aids. The other had some Q-tips. We all considered the contents for a moment before someone said, “I think the Cafe has a kit, too,” and trotted off to see what that might yield. A tongue depressor and some sulfa powder, no doubt.

Turns out it had a gauze pad (count it with me: ONE... aaaand that’s it. Just one), an empty tube of Neosporin and a triangle bandage. Oh, and few alcohol swabs, one of which I put to good use. That was fun. And ouchy in the extreme. The impromptu crack medical team that had gathered put the gauze over the icky deep cut (now bleeding only sluggishly), wrapped the triangle bandage around and around it, then secured it with a safety pin. After assuring all and sundry that it was highly unlikely that I would be making a trip to the ER any time soon, I hobbled into the AM’s office where Carol was calling in the accident report - just in case I do decide to have qualified medical personnel take a look at my leg. Then, I hobbled to clock out. And after that I hobbled to my car. Much hobbling, all ‘round.

So there you have it. Me=clumsy, a bit stupid and in pain.
I feel: soresore
imaginatrix on May 5th, 2006 12:06 am (UTC)
Ouch, that has to hurt...
Papercuts are diabolical!

:: hugs ::
Sarah: HP beaters (eye_knead_name)kachi113 on May 5th, 2006 12:45 am (UTC)
::wince:: Ouch. Hope that one heals quickly!
holding her tonic like a cross_shades_ on May 5th, 2006 02:27 am (UTC)
Ooo, goodness. I'm hissing in sympathy pain right now. On the shin ><

Clumsly will one day inherit the world. After fumbling the pass, probably

Ilena Ayalanetsearcher on May 5th, 2006 06:18 am (UTC)
Ow. Ow. Ow.
The last time I got a paper cut, I had some nail glue handy and glued it shut.

It was awesome. :) It stayed closed from the one wee drop of glue until it healed. (I hate how they usually just serve as a spot for every other piece of paper to catch in until they heal up.)

Dunno if you'd want to do that on the deeper one though.

You did mention to manglement that the first aid kits need restocking, right? (If you're going to be at cleanup Sat., let me know. We have enough bandages here left over from my mom's pressure sore treatments to start a medical supply store. (This even after I gave two bagfulls to the SPCA.) I'll happily give you some to stick in the first aid kits. Heaven knows they aren't doing anyone any good here.
RabbiActorrabbitactor on May 5th, 2006 01:26 pm (UTC)
Hope you're feeling better babe.

All the best to my favorite feminine jousting badass.
Jaredcrimsontom on May 5th, 2006 01:46 pm (UTC)
I know you don't want to go to the ER and that you've probably heard this many times already, but you should definitely have a doctor look at it. If it was that deep and a puncture wound, you want to be sure that nothing else happens.
Feel better.
Mairearanturas on May 6th, 2006 02:24 am (UTC)
You should sue -- take a month of and file workman's comp -- or call OSHA and say you work in an usafe environment.....
aryiana: fairearyiana on May 6th, 2006 08:14 am (UTC)
::switching hats to the RN one::

Tetnus shot is up to date, right? That would be my major concern.

Kelladyjoust on May 6th, 2006 12:11 pm (UTC)
Yup. Had one last fall.