... I have just done it this morning.
I had parked the car in Morrisons car park, pulled on my boots (cos I drive barefoot), got out of the car and slammed the door behind me.
At this point two things happened. First I nearly wrenched my left arm out of its socket as I tried to march off to the ticket machine not realising that I was still attached to my car. Secondly - THE PAIN HIT HARD!!
I have to say it took a couple of seconds to realise what was going on and then, once I DID understand I had a couple more seconds of a) terror that my thumb might actually have been chopped off and b) trying to remember how to open the car door!! Mind went totally blank!!
Once I'd pulled myself together I managed to open the door and to my relief discovered the thumb was still there and, amazingly, the skin wasn't even broken.
At this point I suddenly felt very hot! The pain was excruciating for a few minutes and then that was replaced by a feeling of numbness - thank goodness.
I tried to look as if nothing was wrong, but had real difficulty getting the coins out of my purse for the ticket machine and ended up putting a £2 coin in because it was easier than fiddling around for 60p.
Did the bit of shopping I needed to do (including pain killers), then drove home, keeping thumb well away from the steering wheel as by this time the pain had returned with a vengeance and the thumb was twice the size it usually is. I CAN move it so it's probably only bruised and certainly not broken, but it looks very odd! Also it's the thumb on my left hand, which, being a southpaw, is a bit of a nuisance!
So, my helpful hint for today is...
Always remove your thumb before closing your car door!
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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"Tried to look as if nothing was wrong..." - it must be an English thing. Strange isn't it when a more normal reaction might be a Tom (and Jerry) type caterwaul, clutching your wrist with the other hand as the jammed thumb throbs in a cartoon-like fashion. And there's nothing you can do but wait...and wait.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly IS an English thing and a FAMILY thing for me as well. My parents would never tolerate us making a fuss about anything - but they were equally stoic too.
ReplyDeleteI have a vivid memory of my mum, enjoying a spot of sunbathing on one of those old fashioed loungers with springs along the edges holding the canvas in place. Somehow, as she put her hands down by her sides to push herslf up, she managed to get her finger caught on one of the springs, which inserted itself right into a,d out the other side of her finger. She wouldn't accept any help, but in silence extricated her finger all by herself, while we peeped through our own fingers, cringing and feeling sick on her behalf.