Thursday, June 20, 2013
Those were the last thoughts to pass through my head just before the corner of a news vehicle lift gate passed through the starboard side of my skull.
Without even thinking, I'd gathered the elements I needed for a quick vosot and was putting my gear back into unit 60. I reached to close the rear lift gate of the small SUV and shut it with the force necessary to ensure its proper closure. What I had forgotten, was to step out from under the lift gate before attempting said closure. And then it happened.
I simultaneously applied pressure with a paper towel, called my desk and my chief to alert them of the situation, called my wife, and drove myself to the hospital ER.
The latter of which I would catch a little flack for from the missus, but the government center is only about a mile from the closest hospital, so I drove myself.
Four hours later I was sporting a new fashion accessory, staples... 5 of them to be exact. The doctor was probably the most redeeming element of this experience. He was attentive, explained everything that he was going to do before he did it, and even seemed remorseful for making this grown man cry as he stapled my scalp shut.
She would remind me later that she's now been to the ER with me 6 times, in 4 years, in 4 cities, in 2 different states.
I guess it's safe to say at this point that I'm what you might call accident prone. I just prefer to call it unlucky and believe that God has a special place in his heart for news photographers - specifically this one. This isn't my first rodeo with ol' Form 19 - Workers Compensation Claim. Remember the great dog bite debacle of 2010?
Either way, this is a heartfelt thank you to every single person who facebooked, tweeted, texted, sent a messenger pigeon, etc to check on me. I do appreciate it.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to take a sponge shower and avoid getting my staples wet. And if you don't know what a sponge shower is.... then I suggest you watch this.