Yesterday I had a cup of coffee in one hand and a plate with a cinnamon roll on it in the other. There is a little table next to the couch that would make a nice place to set my coffee while I ate the roll. Only one thing stood in the way. A fan. There was enough space between the fan and the table that I could sit on the edge of the couch straddling the fan and enjoy my treat. But to get there I had to step over the fan. I'm not sure what went wrong but I didn't make it. Instead my foot came down near the top of the fan, slid down the side of it, and got impaled by a piece that was sticking up on the side.
I threw my foot up as I fell backwards onto my back on the couch in pain. By some miracle the plate and cup remained upright and nothing spilled.
Raymond and Marae pitched in to doctor my foot. As they worked on it they agreed it should probably have stitches. We opted to do the best we could at home and see if it would close up and stop bleeding without stitches. Shown also is what it looked like this morning.