meisa's lagoon

you always know it's something bad when the first words out of someone's mouth are "now i don't want you to worry, but..."

i got one of these phone calls last nite from my mother. my dad somehow managed to shoot himself in the hand with a nail gun. yes, it went all the way through. they put him through emergency surgery and it seems like there is no nerve damage, so he lucked out. but he'll have to be in some sort of cast like splint thing for awhile. on his right hand too. :(

thankfully, this "now i don't want you to worry" call, wasn't that bad. but whenever i get one (which luckily hasn't been that often), i sort of become alerted to the thought that i could really get one at any minute. i mean, who would have predicted this nail gun accident? or anything else that could happen. it's a scary thought. but for now, i won't think about all of those possibilities and focus on the fact that this accident was not so bad in the grand scheme of things. my dad is safe and back home now, but i don't think he'll be doing any home repairs for quite awhile.