My wife managed to hurt herself yesterday in a way that makes me cringe every time I think about it.
We are currently visiting friends just outside Clonakilty in Southern Ireland and had planned to spend the weekend camping in Killarney. After a ton of time packing up the cars and getting prepared, we were ready to leave.
All my wife had to do was close the gate behind us as we drove out of the yard. It is a big 5 bar farm gate, with a sheet of metal mounted on the front of it to prevent the various pets from escaping. The metal hangs down probably an inch or so below the bottom bar. Laura was closing the gate by walking forwards, pulling the gate behind her.
She managed to pull the razor sharp metal sheet on to the back of her heel, creating a large gash that bled like crazy!
After sitting down for a while, and trying to stop the bleeding, Laura was all set to "stick a plaster on it, and lets go camping". I was a little less convinced, so we headed to the local doctors. 5 stitches, 1 tetanus jab and a crutch later, and we are back at the house dreaming of what it would be like to be waking up in a field this morning.
So, I challenge you to think about hacking at your Achilles heel with a lump of rusty metal without cringing. I have been shuddering on and off all night!
