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I wonder how much it would cost for GRM band-aids to be made?

SWMBO was terribly afeared of blood, so I always had to be the grownup and treat any injuries that either of us or our pets had.  Twice I had skull damage in areas where I was unable to assess anything other than I'm bleeding.  Could not get her to even get within 10 feet of me so washcloth, soap, & water were applied.  Second washcloth and pressure were applied by me until bleeding slowed to minor seepage.  The first time I finally managed to get her to look at it about an hour after the major bleeding ceased and asked if stitches were required.  Answer was "I don't think so".  6 hours later still slightly seeping and a nurse friend said "you should have gone and gotten stitches."  Second time I didn't bother asking anyone for an opinion, just kept pressure on it until the bleeding slowed enough that I could ignore it...I don't have a perfect head so it's covered by hair.

Ever glue yourself to yourself... with blood? I was about 12 helping the Old Man with a bathroom re-model. One wall was taken down but the conduit and 1900 junction box was still there to run the lights. Cleaning up at the end of the day, I'm hunched over sweeping up corners with the small wisk broom. I go to stand up an BAM,  I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head. I go back to leaning over and then drip. Drip. Drip-drip. drip-drip-drip. I had driven the nasty, sharp corner of the box right into the back of my head. By the time we got it stopped, the bathroom looked like a crime scene and I had just murdered someone. Dad has his buddy Jim drive me home. I have my hand on top of my head holding the skin together. (I'm pretty sure I felt my skull.) By the time I got home, the blood had clotted. welding my hand to my hair and head. Showering with your shirt on while replaying the movie Psycho was...fun. No stitches. No staples. I guess I unintentionally preformed my own Vietnamese pube mat procedure with hair that was already there.. Should I ever go bald, it will be interesting going over all the scars my nogging has earned.

My wife is hopeless with this stuff. She can't take the sight of blood and won't even help me dig aluminum scrap out of my eyes (don't ask). 

I actually performed a little test some weeks ago. I cut 2 fingers of an old work glove, pulled my fingers inside the glove and poured a generous amount of ketchup over it (easier to clean than paint). Then I went upstairs and said "Andri, I need help!"

I had a second line prepared: "You have to go and get the fingers", but since she instantly started crying and hid her face in her palms, I choose not to use it. 

Test confirms: we are poorly prepped for actual injuries...

All these stories are making me feel better. I've definitely had worse wounds that I just sort of put a bandage on and let heal. I don't know why this one is making me so nervous. Too much Google and COVID news I suspect.