A Dangerous Game
Sunday, December 23rd, 2007I would say I have quite a competitive streak. I try to keep it at bay but sometimes it just comes out.
My son and I have an ongoing game of tag which we fire up every now and then. You know, you run up, touch them, shout tag and then run off before they can tag you back. I’m pretty fast (for my age) and it really annoys him that I can always tag so quickly.
Okay, the mummy gene does kick in occasionally and I let him get near me, but it’s so damn hard.
I’d got the naughty in me the other night so I walked up to my son in the living room and tagged him. He immediately ran after me into the kitchen and tagged me back. As I was preparing the tea at the same time, he got me.
I then ran to catch him and to steady myself around the corner of the door I grabbed on to the door frame. My wedding ring caught on the metal part of the door (about half way down, the bit that the door handle fits into) and as I was running quite fast, it cut into my hand.

Thankfully my numskulls were working well that night and my first thought was to remove both my engagement ring and wedding ring.
This picture is ‘after’ I had packed it with ice for about 20 minutes, but you can see the swelling. I was so lucky I didn’t break my finger or cut it worse.
The other difficult thing was not swearing in front of the children. They could see I was in pain as I was holding my arm across my stomach.
"Are you okay mom?" my son asked. In a slightly higher pitch than normal I managed to mutter "I’ll be fine". My husband had just walked in the house and in the same high pitch I calmly requested, through gritted teeth "please would you get me some ice".
My ring ended up tear drop shaped with a sharp piece sticking out and because of how it had bent I couldn’t wear it.
Thankfully my local jeweller re-shaped it for free!! But, as my finger is still a litlle tender I’ve had to wear both rings on my right hand.
I can’t believe how weird it feels, especially having been used to wearing it for nearly 15 years.
So maybe there’s a little lesson to be learned here. Don’t be so competitive, choose your games wisely and oh yes, let your son win, it’s not as painful!
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