Butterflies

So as I was cleaning I lifted a picture frame off the floor and saw that it had shattered. So I carefully reached in and tried to get the big piece that was still in the frame. As I did this I didn't see the one pointed downward and sliced my hand open. It didn't bleed right away, but I could tell instantly that I probably needed stitches. I could see the fat inside of the wound and then it decided to bleed. It wouldn't stop. So I decided because Jake would be home soon I would just try to butterfly it shut and go in and get some stitches. I scrubbed it out, watched the boys turn pale. Then while I held pressure to it, I had Kurt get my butterflies ready and a bandaid to go over the top. Austin kept looking away when I would take the cloth off. But I managed to get them both on and a bandaid, that I had bled threw in less then 3 minutes. Changed that a few times and got sticky residue all around my wound. The next day I decided to take pics, because it doesn't look like it did at all when I sliced it open. In fact it looks as if I put butterflies over a scratch....Man I'm so good. I didn't go and get stitches after all, I just changed bandaids, and kept neosporin on it...I also didn't take my butterflies off for about 4 days. Pretty nice huh? I was impressed with my First Aid abilities.