Self-inflicted road blocks
Last night, while putting away some containers of food for the dogs in the garage freezer, I managed to slam my left ring-finger in the door to the house.
It was a rather solid, terrible slam. On the pad of my finger are three huge lacerations where the skin was literally peeled off, and two smaller cuts. The pad is darkly bruised, and the nail is an interesting blue-purple color, as well.
Now that it's morning (and the nerves have stopped singing "Ave Maria" in an off-key squeal) I can type with my index and middle finger of that hand. My ring and pinkie I am keeping clear of the keys.
I'm trying not to let this slow me down on the editing, but the pain is rather distracting, and the fact that I'm very worried if I get too involved in adding to a scene, I'll forget my finger and type with it, which will definitely exacerbate the pain.
As if I didn't have enough work-related road blocks, right?
It was a rather solid, terrible slam. On the pad of my finger are three huge lacerations where the skin was literally peeled off, and two smaller cuts. The pad is darkly bruised, and the nail is an interesting blue-purple color, as well.
Now that it's morning (and the nerves have stopped singing "Ave Maria" in an off-key squeal) I can type with my index and middle finger of that hand. My ring and pinkie I am keeping clear of the keys.
I'm trying not to let this slow me down on the editing, but the pain is rather distracting, and the fact that I'm very worried if I get too involved in adding to a scene, I'll forget my finger and type with it, which will definitely exacerbate the pain.
As if I didn't have enough work-related road blocks, right?