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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Mi dedo ensangrentado - My bloody finger















































Ayer mí cuñando me pegó con un fierro en el dedo y me lo reventó. Claro fue un accidente, como creen que me iba a querer pegar intencionalmente. Lo que paso fue que mi hermana chocó contra otro carro, y como pudo llegó a mi casa mientras llegaba mi cuñado con su pick-up para jalar el carro. En cuanto llegó mi hermana, mi sobrina (que va en pre-kínder) me pidió que le hiciera un cafecito. Se lo empecé a hacer con mi maquina de expreso y en eso llegó mi cuñado y le dije a mi sobrina que al ratito se lo terminaba ya que iba ayudar a su papá a subir el carro para que lo jalaran. En eso mi cuñado suelta un fierro ton todas sus ganas y me truena el dedo índice. Empezó a sangrar mucho y me dolía a lo loco. Salí corriendo a mi casa dejando sangre por todo el piso y mi sobrina me ve y se empieza a decir preocupada “pobrecito, pobrecito ¿verdad? Me pusieron bagazo de café para detener la sangre y una gasa. Me fui a la sala y me retorcía de dolor en el sillón y en eso se acerca mi sobrina y me dice “Y mi cafecito.” Y como pude le dije, “ahorita no te lo puedo hacer, a ver si al ratito.” En eso mi sobrina se suelta llorando y grita “quiero mi café!” Como pude se lo hice, hasta le puse nieve y al final ni se lo tomo.

Yesterday my brother in law hit me with an iron bar and gave me a huge cut in my index finger . Sure, it was an accident, how do you think he’d want to hit me intentionally. What happened was that my sister crashed into another car, and drove as she could to my house and waited for my brother in law to arrive with his truck to pull her car. When my sister arrived, my niece (who is in pre-kindergarten) asked me to make her an espresso. I started making it with my espresso machine, but my brother in law had arrived and I told my niece that I’d finish her coffee in a short time since I had to help his dad raise the car so it could be pulled. My brother in law pushed in an iron bar with all his force and hit my hand, cutting my finger. I began to bleed a lot and my finger hurt like crazy. I ran to my house, leaving blood all over the floor. My niece saw me and concerned she started to say "poor, poor thing.” They put grained coffee and a gauze to stop the bleeding. I went to the living room and writhed on the couch with pain. My niece came to me and asked "And my coffee?" I told her, "Right now I can’t, but I’ll try in a while." She started crying and screaming "I want my coffee!" I finished the espresso as I could, I even put ice cream in it and in the end, she didn’t even drink it.

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