Pigs in a Blanket Day

Today is Pigs in a Blanket day. So not only will the girls all get together to eat pigs in a blanket, I will tell you a story about another Little Piggie that is currently out of commission. 

Morgan and I are getting ready to move into a town home so I have been packing up some things in my apartment over the last few days. This past Sunday night I was packing some kitchen items when I dropped a full unopened bottle of wine on my left big toe. Disclaimer: I was completely sober! Maybe I should have been drinking or it wouldn’t have hurt as much as it did. My first reaction was to step on my left toe with my right foot, clench my body and wait for the hurting to pass. When it didn’t, I looked down at my toe and saw an array of reds, blues, purples and blacks. I ran, well hobbled, to the bathroom to wash it off when I slipped on all the blood that was flooding out of the underside of my toenail. Ew.  

After I washed it off, I surrounded my toe in a handful of Kleenex. I called Morgan and the phone went straight to voicemail. I called Deanna and hung up half way through because I remembered her aunt was in town visiting. So I did the next reasonable thing, I group texted the girls saying, “Can either of you come over ASAP? I dropped a bottle of wine on my big toe and I’m going to pass out if I look at it it’s so gross.” That wasn’t a lie. I was growing faint. I don’t do blood. At all. 

Morgan replied saying she was coming and before I knew it I heard a knocking on my door and Morgan stormed in with her first aid kit. Would you have known…she said my toe wasn’t as bad as she thought?! It’s been 48 hours and it is STILL bleeding! The good news is, there’s no broken skin, so all of the blood is coming from underneath my nail. As long as it keeps bleeding, I won’t have to puncture my toenail with a heated clothespin like my mother suggested. Gross! Also, the pain has stopped, which I am taking as another good sign. 

So, now that your brain is filled with images of a bloody, swollen, gross-looking big toe, I hope you enjoy your pigs in a blanket…with ketchup. Lots of ketchup. :)