My first wound from a gun
I came home from work last night, walked in the door and said, "Honey, can you get me a band-aid and some peroxide?"
As my husband left the couch to get what I had asked of him he said, "What happened?"
I replied with, "I got my first wound from a gun."
Perhaps that was the wrong thing to say because suddenly, here comes John, FLYING around the corner with a look of horror on his face screaming, "WHAT!?!?!"
I hold up my bleeding palm with a dime sized hole where skin used to be and say, "What? It's not a gun shot."
The terror did not quite leak from his face when he asks, "WHAT HAPPENED?"
Well, I was showing a Kimber CDP II to a customer at the store and had my palm over the top of the gun as I was going to ease the slide down when I hit the slide release, but for the oil on my hands from a recent cleaning the slide skipped right through my fingers, trapping my palm between itself and the top of the barrel.
It took out enough skin to actually keep the slide from falling the rest of the way. I never knew skin could be an improvised slide-stop and it's kind of weird racking a slide to clear a "skin" jam. :blink: Thankfully the customer (and nobody else for that matter) didn't see this.
I managed to hide my wound for a time until blood started running down my hand and I had to excuse myself.
My manager saw the blood and helped loosely patch me up until I could get home. I told him I slipped (which is technically true).
The fear finally leaves my poor husband's face and he sighs a lengthy breath of relief before he says, "We need to work on how you start telling me stories."
SOOOO, now I have a nice little wound on my palm from a gun. I knew it would happen one day; a gun would bite the hand that fed it. :biggrin2: