Only my husband could come home from work with a puncture wound. I don't even know why these things shock me any more--after all, this IS the same guy who shot himself in the leg with a three and a half inch roofing nail, cracked three ribs on our honeymoon by wrecking a motorcycle, and insisted he did not break his pinkie finger during a rough bout of rugby in college (despite the apple sized swelling and the odd angle at which it healed!)
Today his story was that he was performing his usual anesthesiologist duties of filling syringes with drugs when somehow he mysteriously dropped one of the needles. It became a "projectile-like dart" at that point and embedded itself in a nice fat target--Josh's leg. Where it vibrated back and forth until he pulled it out. Apparently it caused quite a bit of bleeding and he has an egg size purple bruise surrounding the puncture site, so I don't recommend playing voodoo doll with your body or substituting needles for darts...unless your goal is to seriously maim someone.
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Too bad he hadn't already filled it with a pain killer!!!
No joke!!
Although Josh said it was a paralytic drug, so he wouldn't have been able to move his leg for a while...
That would only happen to Josh!!
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