The Urban Pantheist

Hey look at the neat blood blister I got when I hit myself in the heel of the hand with a hatchet yesterday! I was wearing gloves at the time (because it was cold out) which probably prevented much more grievous injury, but also may have impeded my dexterity enough to cause it.

Our shelves were too heavy for the wall, so we took them down and moved the brackets so that they were in line with the studs. About a minute after I took this picture the cordless slipped on a stubborn screw and put a phillip's head puncture wound in the tip of my left index finger. It's mostly healed now, but boy was there a lot of blood! Alexis said, "I guess it's not really your house until you bleed on it."

Back to work.


( Also a sad note. )

I sustained just about the most minor injury that could possibly make me lose time at work (except for back muscle strain, which I've already done twice). I was cutting up a diet (greens for a box turtle, if you must know) when I cut ( Read more... )my finger( Read more... ). It didn't hurt too much, until I got to the hospital and the doctor poured some sterile water over it to clean it. "That smarts a bit," I said, clenching my eyes shut and writhing about the edge of the wax paper.

The doctor got me some pain meds (she initially offered muscle relaxants for some reason) and some cookies and ginger ale. Perhaps she's used to pediatric patients? Then she put on the giant bandage, the base of which is a Star Trek fabric called Surgicel, which will bind to my skin. The paperwork sent back with me indicated I could return to work so long as I didn't "lift, carry, push, or pull" anything, which summarizes my job description pretty well. My boss sent me home to keep me out of the way of the more useful people who will be expected to do my job. I stayed home today mostly out of shame.

Alexis redressed the bandage today, and the injury is a nice healthy gangrene black. It's just clotted blood but it's pretty gross. Tomorrow, which I had already taken off to pack and clean (lifting, carrying, pushing, and pulling things) I have a morning appointment to have the injury reevaluated and hopefully a new bandage put on that is small enough to cover with a nitrile glove. Alexis' twitter followers were treated to my winter glove improvisation: a wool sock with the heel cut off so my giant finger can protrude. I'll say one thing for the bandage, it's keeping the finger nice and warm.