DH is 1500 miles away on business. He called last night, and 15 minutes into the conversation casually mentions that he thinks when he tried to buckle his seatbelt in the cab this evening, he got stabbed in the finger with a needle.
I freaked out for about 5 minutes. And then told him he needs to go to the ER. They ran some bloodwork and gave him some vaccines. Logically, my medical brain knows the risk of contracting any disease from a needle KNOWN to be contaminated is low, let alone one of unknown status. But my wife brain is going nuts. And we will have to wait 6 months until he can be retested for HIV (as well as to be intimate). I just can't believe this is happening.