I was slicing Okra for a little Jambalaya we were cooking last night, when I cut the shit out of my thumb. Yeap, I put Okra in everything, if it’s fresh. Anyway, I was bleeding like a “stuck pig”. I think it was a two or three stitcher.

My beautiful wife, who runs the Trauma center in the Brier Patch, turned on the lights and siren, and broke for the medical locker…bad news, we only had 3 small band-aids, but we had some liquid band-aid. That shit is amazing…Star Trek amazing!

She gopped a big ass wad on my thumb, and presto…sealed. I slept well.

28 hours later:

Yeah, well maybe, maybe not. Now, I’m put together with some gauze and electrical tape…but it works. I think…I hope.

You gotta love technology. Liquid whatever.