Chainsaw 1, Eric 0

Mom got a new chainsaw for dad.

Since dad is in the field planting, Eric thought he'd christen it and take a few things down himself--

But before he ever got the thing running, he banged the blade against his calf with the brand new (super sharp) blade.

I took one look at it and threw him in the car. We stopped by the firehouse and got their expert opinion on stitches--something I already knew.

At the urgent care, we didn't wait long--I think the word "chainsaw" gets you in above head colds--Dr. Becky gave him something to numb it up, and cleaned it out--8 stitches and a tetnis shot and we were on our way.

Susan, Ken and their youngest grandkids were at Denton waiting on us to go to Tony's Coney's.  The girls were a bit worried, but Eric assured them he was fine.  Nothing a little Buckeye Blast ice cream woudn't cure.

He has to go  back in 10 days to have the stitches out, and his ego is a little bruised, but he's fine--he says he never really even felt it--but I think we're going to wait on anymore cutting for now.