years ago. I took my girlfriend on a trip to the four corners region of the southwest. while driving home, I felt a pain in my left knee.
stopping along the road, I dropped my jeans, and low and behold, a Tick
had decided to try and have dinner.
I decided to just drive home, and have my girlfriend remove it once we had the proper tools.
Once we got home, I got my gear ready.
Since my girlfriend is a Animal Doctor, I thought she could remove the tick.
I handed her my X acto, with a brand new #11 blade.
as I moved to a prone position on the bed,
my girlfriend let out an "OOPS!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a fountain of blood.
My blood.
She had dropped the X acto knife.
it went straight down, into my left leg.
and stuck right into the muscle. of course, blood was shooting everywhere.
I couldnt stop laughing. Poor Girl started crying.
I asked her to get the tick out of my knee first,
then get my Aidbag. (I was a Combat Medic for years in the Army.)
Took eight stitches to sew up my leg. And she did a great job sewing me up.
So good a job, I married Her!
I learned a valuable lesson too. Dont hand a woman your X acto knife.