“You…Stabbed Yourself?”

Was loading a bulky garbage item, a couch that had to be cut in half because it was too big to maneuver down stairs into my sport utility vehicle and an errant nail punctured my calf.

Found out there is a place called the Monmouth County Reclamation Center in Tinton Falls, NJ at 6000 Asbury Ave. Went there to drop off the couch and upon entering they take your license to prove you are indeed a Monmouth County resident. They also weigh your vehicle going in and then again going out. They charge you $6.40 for every 100 lbs.

Went to the Doctor’s Office in Matawan, NJ because after the bloodletting I realized I haven’t had a Tetanus shot in a long time despite being a mailman who was bit by a dog and told that I should get one every 10 years. “Lock Jaw isn’t fun”, I was told. Talked to the Doctor and she said your throat muscles could seize up and you could have respiration failure which results in the expiration of your life!

When initially I got to the Doctor’s Office and asked if I could make an appointment the receptionist asked, “What for?” I blurted out, “I stabbed myself”. She gave me a quizzical look, and half smile and repeated back slowly, “You…stabbed yourself?”