About 3-4 weeks prior to our family Laughlin trip, Danny went to Havasu with his buddies.
As you can imagine, libations were consumed while he was there. Apparently while he was exiting the boat one evening, he came in contact with the boat’s propeller.
(I’m assuming you can guess what comes next.)
He cut his leg.
And not just a small cut. He sliced his leg a good 2 inches and yes, he should have gotten stitches. One of the party goers proclaimed she saw the bone, amongst the blood spurting out of the wound.
So what does Danny do?
He pours some peroxide on it, rubs some Neosporin in it and slaps on a band aid.
By the time he comes home and goes to the doctor, it’s too late to get stiches and luckily for Danny, is healing well. (Daniel, this could have gone a lot worse! You could have had your leg cut off!!!)
So here is a picture of his wound about 2 weeks into healing. It’s graphic so if you can’t handling gore, DON’T SCROLL DOWN.
No this is not his leg, it’s Kalea. But I’d though I’d give everyone a buffer in case they change their minds…
Only two more pictures to go…you sure you want to see it?
Far away view…
Up close and personal.
It’s a lot smaller now and healing better but man oh man it was bad.
