This post is brought to you courtesy of my right hand. And the title of this post has only to with the bandage job because, well, I mean – really now.
Besides that? I’m happy! For the first time in well over a week, my the tip of my left index finger does not hurt! At least until the local anesthesia wears off and I have to crack into this bottle of Vicodin here. Better hurry up and click Publish before this post makes a liar out of me.
So I am pleased to report that everything went smoothly today. Said left index finger was sliced open from tip to first knuckle and he’s “optimistic” that they got everything out that needed gettin’ out. *Insert dry heaving noises here.*
I also confirmed one more time that I really have to wait two weeks to get sweaty. I swam laps first thing this morning knowing that it will probably be even longer than that before I can get in the pool again. When I asked about swimming, he didn’t say a thing and simply shot me a look that quite plainly said “You Have GOT to be Kidding Me.”
AND I’m pretty sure that look also said “No cooking today, you better plan to go out to dinner tonight too.”
Well alrighty then!