In my ever continuing trend of hurting myself, I took a chunk of skin and fingertip off of my left index finger this evening while making dinner. The worst part is that just three days ago I did a similar thing (though not nearly as bad) to my ring finger on the same hand at work! Oh, and a week before that, I gave myself an inch long slice on the inside of my pinky finger! Only two more injuries to that hand and I’ll complete the set. sigh
A towel and several pieces of gauze later, it did stop bleeding. It took over an hour and a half, though I admit it might have taken less had I not kept checking on it. Since the gauze was getting “stuck” to the wound, checking on it forced me to rip the gauze off and “re-open” it, as it were. I decided to put some antibiotic gel on the wound and then put gauze on it, to reduce stickage, and it worked. Bleeding stopped, and I was able to put on a fresh piece of gauze without additional bleeding. But not before I took some really gross pictures! Click at your own risk!
And if that wasn’t bad enough, over the course of the night the bandage “healed” onto my finger. I tried to pull it off and…well, let’s just say that it hurt. A lot. As in, a lot more than the initial severing of the skin did.
Well, seeing as I don’t want to attempt that again, I guess I’ll have to let it heal into the wound and be some sort of disfigured, gauze-fingered, freak. Like some sort of modern-day Johnny Tremaine.
Well, I did manage to get the nerve to rip it off…and man o man. How such a small area is capable of such a large amount of pain I’ll never know. The goods news is I’m getting a little better at typing without using that finger!
And Epsom salts?! Good God man, that would have hurt more than just ripping it off! What’s next, soak it in lemon juice and Tabasco sauce to kill the bacteria?
