Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Yesterday, when I sat in the swing on the back poach, a very large splinter from a deck board broke off deep in the bottom of my heel.
Since Cathy was not home from work yet, I called Kerrell to come an get it out for me. She tried to but to no avail. Cathy arrived home a few minutes later and they both tried until I made them stop.
After a long soak in the tub later that evening Cathy tried again. It took the utility knife to cut deep through the tough, callous skin on the bottom of my foot and needle-nose pliers to pull the "log" out! Cathy mumbled something about "pulling the log out of your own eye." I don't know why!