The night from Hell

Well last night was awful, Jr and I were gonna go out to a bar in Bolivar, and have a fun night out
we both took showers got ready, and I just cracked a beer to have before we left at around 7pm
we were playing pool, and I had won two games, and was doing very well. (I never win against JR)
Then all of a sudden, JR says something and runs up stairs, and hollers for me to come help him. He was playing with his new jack knife, which was extremely sharp, and he cut the tip of his thumb about 3/4 of the way off. He was bleeding profusely, and holding it under water. I got a good look at it and we wrapped it and headed to the ER. At about 11:30, they finally put 4 stitches in his thumb. When they injected his finger tip with Lidocaine, he felt woosy (like Irene) and almost passed out. This is common, usually in men. He said it hurt like hell.
Finally we were on our way home, no going out for us. On our way down we noticed my passenger side window would not roll down, we though it was frozen, we messed around with it a bit, and then left it. So on the way home we were just riding down State St, and boom, the window comes flying down into the door. It slipped off its track and just fell down. Meanwhile it is about 10 degrees out and we are freezing cold, with a window that wouldn't go up. I was too tired from being in the ER all night to care, we pulled over and put a blanket in the window. I have never wanted to be one of those people with a plastic sheet or garbage bag over their open window. We finally get home and wrap a huge tarp over the car. The wind was blowing really bad, and it was freezing, and in the process Jr's bandage falls off his thumb. It sucked. It was such a crappy night.