Our good friends Katie and Adam, gave us their freezer (we're talking old school, the size of a refrigerator freezer! It rocks! MUCHOS GRACIAS!) My brother and Joe went to pick it up Saturday morning. During the unloading of the freezer to our garage, Joe somehow managed to slice his arm open from his wrist to the top of his forearm.
I am upstairs feeding the babies, when Joe walks in and says, "Suz, I
MAY need stitches..." As I go downstairs, I see Joe in the kitchen with blood from his wrist to his bicep...several lacerations about an inch WIDE and deep enough for me to see pearly white tendon. (HOLY COW! I am thinking in my head) "YES Joe, you most definitely need stitches. Go to the ER immediately!" (in a calm, but firm voice)
At this point, Joe is packed full of adrenaline and is not really feeling the effects of his sliced open arm. In my head I am thinking, "OMG! I saw tendon! That is a deep cut! Will he have function in his fingers? Will he have nerve damage? It is his RIGHT arm! Oh NO!" I am trying not to freak Joe out, so I pull my brother aside and say, "COLLIN! GET HIM TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM PRONTO! He is going to start feeling the pain any second now!"
Thank the LORD Collin was there and took him to the ER while I finished feeding, diapering and putting the quads down to nap. I made some calls and had friends come to watch the babies so I could be with Joe in the ER. (THANK you Linda and Joyce!)
Joe wouldn't let me take a pic of the doc sewing him up :( but it was awesome! This was Joe...going on hour 5.5 and getting a bit delirious...

So...after it was all said and done, Joe had managed to miss every tendon and nerve by the grace of God. He was 1/2" away from severing his radial artery (which was the first thing I thought of when I saw the cut on his wrist!) He got a tetanus shot, 12 sutures (not including the subcutaneous stitching beneath the skin--it was DEEP!) and bandaged up....ALL WITHIN A WHOPPING 7 HOURS! jeeeeeeeez. Well, at least we got to spend some one-on-one time in the waiting room! Hee Hee...and managed to get back in time for all of our friends coming over that night for a BBQ! Yep, Joe would have to be in a coma before he would cancel a get-together with friends! Good times...
Joe modeling his gimp arm the day after...(can't pick up the babies for a while)

I told the ER staff that I'm sure we would be visiting quite often with 3 boys! (4, including their father)...
