The mind may be willing but the body isn’t…

You probably know the saying “The mind may be willing but the body isn’t.” There are just some things we cannot do. For example, I can’t high jump. My vertical abilities are really quite sad—even when I was young. Okay, so maybe that one is not such a big deal, but I also don’t like the sight of cuts and blood. And when you have a crazy ten-year-old boy like mine, my struggle with the sight of blood now becomes a big problem.

This week he came running into the house screaming in pain. “My hand, my hand,” he wailed, clutching his palm.

I shore up my head with one of those mental you-can-do-this peps talks and pull his fingers away to see the damage. At first all I see is blood, so much of it I can’t figure out where it’s coming from. I’m doing my best to stop my hands from shaking as I wipe a rag across the skin. He’s freaked out enough as it is. Then he pulls back his thumb and exposes a puncher wound in the valley between the thumb and pointer finger. Oh, good grief, it’s deep. I’m sucking air, trying not to pass out as I keep inspecting and wiping to make sure the wound gets clean.

“Bring me the super glue,” I say to my oldest, a sweaty, clamminess coming over me. I have to make my son get down on his knees with me as I glue the cut closed, darkness threatening to take me at any moment.

My husband jumps in to finish bandaging the wound, because I end up on the floor doing all I can not to lose consciousness. Jeez, I hate being such a wimp, but when it comes to blood, my body doesn’t care—a wimp I will be.

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About janelleevans

I'm a sleep deprived mother of three. I create young adult novels from the voices in my head.
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