Ouch!

This weekend I was doing some shopping with my daughters when Heathers cell phone rang. She says - "it's Dad. He was hanging a cabinet and it fell on his head. He says it's bleeding like crazy and he can't see it and doesn't know if he needs stitches or what." Well - that's a great feeling. I am too far away to run over there and don't know how bad he's hurt himself. He called his brother to come check it out. They decided he didn't need stitches. Tom said his pupils were okay and Bob was acting normal. Tom put a big bandage on and I came home. I ended up putting some steri-strips on to hold the edges of the gash together and re-bandaging it. When Tom called to check on him a little later he said Bob had blood running down his forehead, into his eyebrows and looked quite a mess. There was blood on the floor and in the bathroom. Head wounds are notorious for bleeding badly. It had pretty much stopped bleeding by the time I got home and Bob is doing fine - he's just walking around with a large bandage on his head! He may wear a cap to church tomorrow!
Here's a picture of it, once it was cleaned up: