I am el-cheapo. I always have been and hope to always be. At the hospital, we have IV start kits. They are little plastic pouches with all the things you might need. In this pouch is a roll of about 2 feet of tape. I ask you, who needs two feet of tape to secure an IV? Not me. We are supposed to just throw away the contents of said pouch after the IV is started. I throw away all but the other 12-18 inches of tape that I did not use. And, I bring it home. I have quite a few rolls of this tape. So, lest you be confused at the kind of tape I use, it is skin approved.
So, back to Richard. He wants a band-aid. I don't want to waste a perfectly good band-aid for an injury I can't even identify. Hence the tape. I got it for free. It was meant to be thrown away, so no one is out anything. Richard gets tape. When he thinks his insides will leak out, we pull out the trusty tape and solve the problems of the world. He applied his own tape today. In fact, he applied it in a different location than he originally told me the injury was. Whatever. He was happy.
If you can't see the tape, look above his right eye...
2 comments:
I'm still so jealous that you get free bandaids!! So cool.
Kids do 'require' band-aids. I like the thought of them thinking they will loose their insides. Funny.
When I taught school, kids would run in saying, "I need a band-aid, I'm bleeding!!!" I would grab one go over and see that yes, there was a dot of blood, but it was from them squeezing the aforementioned injury so hard it was also turning white. Ahhh, the joys.
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