Was cleaning my hubby xd 9. Had it cleaned and was putting it back together. His recoil spring is a lot stiffer then the one on my xdm 9. Thats why I like the xdm, easier to rack back. Anyway I was putting the slide back on, my hands must of still been oily even though I had wiped them. I had my hands in an awkward position, which should have been my first clue. About the time I got the slide on it slipped out of my hands and caught the webbing between the thumb and first finger. I was doing a little dance around the livingroom going ow ow ow (and some other select words) when 14 yr old son came in. Upon spotting him I start yelling rack it back rack it back. Of course just walking into this, he needs to take in whats going on. Let's see mom is yelling rack it back and dads 9 is dangling from her hand. So he tries to rack it and for some reason he can't. I have not stopped saying rack it back and the dance continued. He finally got it to move a little and I pulled the webbing out. That hurt like all get out. The gun and I were no worse for the wear, but I am more careful where I hands are when putting that gun back together.
Hubby had a horrible incident with a manual skeet thrower. He had just put it together, it's the kind you stick in the ground, upon testing it out everytime it would flip over. So he was going to mount it to the spare tire in the truck. Which meant he had to take the legs off and flip them over then reattach them. On son had cocked the thrower and put a skeet in it. Hubby picks it up. I told him, uncock that before you work on it. He walk over to the truck with it. I walk over take the skeet out of it and say again, uncock that before you work on it. He put it on the drivers seat of the truck, and proceeds to work on it. I'm on the passenger side so I tell him, honey if you get hit by the arm on that thrower its going to hurt like a son of a b****. He says it'll be ok. No we don't drink. About 30 seconds later I hear the string on the arm uncock, I look up see hubby standing straight up doing this nice little spin and falls flat on his belly, lucky in the only spot where there wasn't ground cactus. I go over to him, he's got his face in his hands, with blood coming out between his fingers. I put my hand on his back, honey are you ok. He looks up and says, well I guess I should have listened to you. I gave him my sweat shirt told him to hold pressure. 14 yr old son had just been certified in first aid and cpr, but all he could say was I'll drive us out of here. We were out in the middle of know where. Told hubby I needed to get a good look at the injury after I seen it I told the kids to pack up dad needed stitches. Didn't want him or them to know how bad it was. No first aid kit, so I made a bandage out of paper towels and a bath towel I found and ripped up. It took 7 stitches to close the vertical cut between his eyebrow and nose. They glued the bridge of his nose where the skin was gapping. They couldn't do anything for the broken nose. And believe it or not, it only takes 3 stitches to reattach the tip of your nose, when you lop it half way off. It cut through the side of his nose, through the nostral, and through the bridge. Not sure how all the injuries happened, but he's healed up very nicely. The only visible scar is where the flap of skin they glued on the bridge of his nose didn't take, he has a nice hole there. It's no so impressive that he can breath through it, that would be a neat little trick. LOL Yes, we can laugh about it now. BTW didn't let 14 year old drive out, didn't figure hubby needed a heart attack on top of everything. And yes, now we have a high dollar first aid kit that goes out shooting with us.
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