My Life’s Four Seasons

I had my day all planned out today. I am glad that it’s the end of the week and I will finally be able to wrap up some testing and my schedule for the day was looking really good. But of course something had to happen and made my whole day askew. While capping a test tube ready for digestion, it broke and sliced my finger. Though a small cut in width it cuts deep enough and creates an ooozing fountain of blood through my glove hand. I grabbed a large kim wipe and wrapped it on my finger while trying to open the first aid cabinet. Through my panic the stuff in the first aid cabinet became a blur so I run out of the lab and found my co-worker to help me stop the bleeding. I don’t want to go to the ER but the big boss insisted so off we went in the middle of the day racing down and weaving through the noontime lunch rush for a date in the ER. This place is one of the places that I don’t want to be in especially on a Friday. It shouldn’t be named ER because the people there aren’t moving like there’s an EMERGENCY at all! There were so many sick, injured and people who are suffering from one health dilemma to another. I felt that the whole place’s a germ factory. It’s understaffed because it took me a long time to finally get in a room to be seen by the doctor. When the doctor finally did took a look at my finger she assured me that it won’t hurt at all…….maybe a small pinch but I should be all set once she’s done. All lies! Needless to say, I spent the better half of my Friday, lunchless, two stitches, a shot and an embarrassing faint on a 4-hour date in the ER. I am not very good when it comes to needles and I hate the smell of the hospital and what the whole place represents —if you’re lucky it’s wellness and good health but for some people it represents loss and death. “They” said things happen for a reason and that instead of dwelling on the negative focus instead on the positive side of things. I am not sure what is the positive side of this event today other than me feeling brave and human enough to feel pain, embarassment, and gratefulness all in one day. My finger is better now and able to type though slow , it’s bending and moving without bleeding. I’ll probably look back in this episode and tell myself I make a mountain out of a molehill. It’s really no big deal but I learned today. I learned to be always ready for change. It can be good or it can be bad but the way you approach change is really what matters. I am a bit mad at myself for capping the test tube tight. I have been doing the same thing for a long time,why now? Why did it break today?The things happening today made me look back and see how was “I” when I woke up today. My husband think that I am over-analyzing things but then again “it happen for a reason” right?