Blood, Sweat, and Tears!

This past weekend we went up to Logan to visit Ryan's brother and sister in law. The boys all went pheasant hunting with Tyler while the girls and kids stayed with Lacey and chit chatted. I have really missed Logan and the fall weather was just perfect! Us girls sat out on the porch and enjoyed the nice fall air. I was perfect with just a short sleeved shirt on when the sun was out and a light jacket when the sun decided to hide behind the clouds. I think the "perfect" weather idea was only mine though because my mother in law started to get chattering teeth and was all wrapped up in a blanket inside for a while to warm back up. When the guys got back Ry and I ate at one of my favorite Logan eateries, the Pita Pit, before heading for home.
**sorry no pics of Logan; I am lame and even though I had my camera didn't take any pictures while we were up there.

On Monday Ryan had time to "dress" the pheasant he got and the ones his dad gave him. Dressing the bird just means he was cutting out the breasts so he could have me cook him up one of his favorite dishes. He sharpened one of our knives and got to work. Everything was great (except for when I tried to watch..gross) and he even became ambitious and decided to cut the legs off too so we could fry those up. He got to the last bird when the knife slipped off the tendon on the leg and went straight into his finger!

I was doing some dishes when he came over to the sink all bloody. I thought he was just getting done and coming to wash off all that gross pheasant blood. Then I saw his face, then I looked at him holding his finger very tightly, then I saw blood gushing from his finger. I helped him wash off his hands and then we moved the operation to the bathroom where we tried to see how deep the cut was. After no luck due to way too much blood coming from the tip of his finger we put a gauze pad over it and then wrapped it up tight with some athletic tape.

I drove Ry to the Insta-Care since it was a little after 8 p.m. where after looking at Ryan's finger the doctor decided he definitely needed some stitches. He grabbed a needle and numbed up Ry's finger clear up by the big knuckle. The doc was NOT the most gentle doctor. As he was numbing the finger he kept jamming it in at weird angles and in Ry's words "digging around in there". After a few minutes the nurse came in and caused some more pain by spraying water right into the cut to clean it off. I could tell there was something wrong when Ryan started going red and was clenching his jaw so tight the muscle was twitching. Well, the doctor started stitching Ryan up and I could see in Ry's face that although he was a bit numb he could feel the bulk of the stitching. As he was sweating back the pain my heart was breaking for him and I was crying for him on the inside.

*so there you have it..the "blood(cut), Sweat(Ry in utter pain), and tears(ME!)"

Here is a picture of the battle wound after a day and a half of healing.

And here is the yummy dish that I made tonight for Ry. At least he was on his last bird so he could enjoy his bird.