If it weren't for bad luck, we'd have no luck at all......

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Not everyone will remember the show Hee Haw, but those who do, you'll know that line. I'm telling you, sometimes that's how it feels in our home. I told you a couple weeks ago that my husband caught some sort of unknown virus and they had him in a sealed room. That was so strange. He's better now. Two days ago my son was working on his trike, it literally looks like a Big Wheel and that's what I call it, some how he caught his finger up into the chain and severed the finger just below the fingernail. Now, I don't know about you guys, but I'm a big baby. I cry and moan and groan that I'm dying if I get a paper cut. But in my defense, those little cuts hurt. The reason I'm telling you this is my son still hasn't gone to the dr or hospital. He wrapped it is gauze and taped it up. He unwrapped it yesterday and it looks horrible and I've finally convinced him to go to the dr (and I hope the dr reads him the riot act). So, keep him in your thoughts, prayers or whatever you do. I worry he could lose the entire finger. I just don't get men and the way they never want to go to the dr.