This is why I married a Med/Surg nurse.
At any given time, piddling around in the shop, I might realize, or someone will point out, that I am bleeding. A paper towel and a piece of painter's tape and I have a handy-dandy band aid.
My gal doesn't fait at the sight of blood. For her, it is rather humdrum because she's seen it millions of times. It's her life calling to stop the bleeding, clear the airway and check pulse.
Y'all have a great weekend.
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Haha! "It's not sterile!" "Yeah, neither was I when that non-sterile thing cut me; what's yer point? Besides, bleeding washes out the germs and dirt." I think the guy response "huh" is universal when bleeding is pointed out, unless important body parts are dangling and in danger of messing up your project.
Last time I was cut, it was a surgical incision under sterile conditions. Ended up with a big divot in my back and ten weeks of wound care due to a post-op infection. On the plus side, I got the jaded, seen-it-all ER veteran nurse to blurt out "Jesus Christ! How much blood have you lost?"
LOL, yep, true dat!
My uncle was a carpenter by trade. Built his own houses, did the plumbing, heating, wiring, etc. This was back when you could do that yourself, you know. He probably did somewhere between 80 and 100 houses in his time.
Once he was working with his table saw, and ran his thumb not quite half way into it. Sort of cut a kerf into his thumb from the end towards the middle.
I saw him a couple of days later and asked him what he did. He told me and instead of him going to get it sewed up, he just wrapped it tightly with some gauze and black electrical tape. He healed up just like it had been sewn up by a doctor.
I worked melting steel, and I cannot count the times that I got a burn and just fixed it myself. For some reason, people that are old like me (65), have something embedded in our DNA that helps us resist infection. Because there have been times in pretty much any man's life where he should have gotten medical care, and instead fixed it himself and was none the worse for wear.
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