Last night, DH went out on a work's Christmas do and got a bit worse for wear. In the pub they ended up in, there was one of those 'test your strength' punchbag machines
All his mates had a go, and on his turn, he missed the punchbag and punched one of those peanut dispensing glass machines instead. Blood everywhere, hand cut right open. The landlady (friend of the family) bandaged and cleaned him and he came on home.
This morning, he went to the doctors and it had opened up, exposing the knuckle. He needed 5 stitches in that one, and another few in his finger.
AIBU to be a bit pissed off? It was my works do last week, and I came home a bit worse for wear, but this means that all the housework, cooking and childcare will fall to me over the Christmas holiday. Actually, I'm feeling pretty sorry for myself.
I should say that this has never happened before; I don't even remember him being sick from alcohol before, so it isn't like it's a regular occurrence. He is a lovely man, I'm just so annoyed with him for being so bloody careless.