Damn fool thing, damn thing to do, was walking home from my job finishing up the jails at the hospital for the sheriff, when what do I see what looks like a med kit in some trash. I normally put on gloves, but I figured just grab it. Damn foolishness, I no sooner went for it than I sliced a hug c-shaped cut into the meat of my palm down from the thumb, blood shot out and I was weak in the knees. Kind put me in shock a moment, then a my luck would have it I see a shamble appear not far away as blood gushes out of my arm, and damned if there was not a thing in the med kit — what the hell. I now was pumping blood like I hit an artery and I am trying to put pressure on it and make way getting dizzy with a shamble after me.  Sure enough I look up had to move fast to get away from the biter which I had to move fast that meant I had blood streaming down my arm by the time I got to Mike.  I am a little fuzzy on what happened but he and the girls, Serena, my wife and Sugar helped me to the hospital. I was sick and shaky and the place was full of people and must have been that all the doctors were busy not one to be found and I know Mary must have been there swamped some where as she is the main person I see there, but we could not find there either.  Finally with nothing for it Sugar became little super woman and as Serena kept me awake and the blood staunched Sugar came to the rescue and stitched me up. Was painful as shit, but I am damn grateful for the girls. We got back home and Serena, God bless, stayed with me tended my wound and doctored me with her herbal teas and savs. Well, I am a blessed man to have the crew to watch my back and Captain Mike a salute from your Bro.