Ouch!

So today when I was getting the girls out of the car for daycare and as I was closing the door... I forgot to remove me finger from the door, and there it was stuck behing a heavy, closed, Suburban door. I opened the door as fast as I can only to see a horribly smashed finger. I left my kids as fast as I could and got in the car and screamed and cried. Then I realized Oh Crap I am going to pass out! I pulled over at the Pork shop by my house, so I wouldn't crash, rolled down the window, Threw up, and tried to reclaim my cool. Ugh, I just needed to get home! Then I finally get home and Called my Mama crying, and Clint, then My Dad. I was such a Baby! I refused to go to the Doc, scared to death of what they would do to it. Finally aroung noon I couldn't take it anymore... I went. The DR was so nice and calmly told me he had to put a steaming hot needle thru my fingernail to release the blood and then the pressure would ease off and my nail wouldn't come off. "Um Come again????" I was dying! But I decided If I can handle a baby barreling thru my VaJayJay then I can handle this, right? WRONG!!! So much worse :( But I live to tell and It feel a little better, plus I got some pain pills out of the deal! Pictures soon to come of our Family on Thanksgiving, my new Dark hair, and Clint's funny opinion on it.