Digitus Minimus Manus Dexter...
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Now this could also be entitled..."A not so typical day in my collegiate life!". Yesterday all started off like a regular day , I got up , had my breakfast , went to class , bus was delayed because of the snow , arrived 10 minutes late and compensated with lots of note taking and question asking. Left the lecture hall , had to replace my laptop's AC adapter so I headed to a computer store on campus , shelled out 90 bucks XP. Went for some yummy fettucini alfredo with lemon chicken(I LOVE Italian food :9) with grape pop. Came back , went to calculus , did lots of learning , left the lecture hall. Headed out the doors of the building and then...
AN AUTOMATIC DOOR SLAMMED ONTO MY RIGHT HAND PINKY
So I did what we usually do when our fingers are squeezed , I quickly pulled my finger out and placed it into my mouth and went on my merry way , but this was different. There were droplets of blood left behind me , I stood for a second and noticed the finger was getting really bloody , turn it over and...the door cut really deep into the finger. So deep , that I could see a chunk of tissue and junk attached to the cut skin and blood was collecting under my finger nail. I have never clenched my teeth so hard or screamed "Holy , fucking shit!" so loudly. And I'm not one for using expletives in my regular speech.
So I head to the bathroom , wash my hand off , hoping it wasn't bad , but I called mom any ways. At this point , I am so shaken by this , I can't hold anything. I can't hold my cell in my right hand , it's shaking and the pinky hurts too much , I'm a lefty but can't hold anything in my left hand , it can't stop shaking either. Some how I managed to dial(with blood going all over the phone and a shaky voice) and was given instructions , to find the campus nurses office and to see if they can't stitch me up or at least give me a couple band aids. So I went to the office , got cleaned up , was told to go to my family doctor(who's office was closed for the day) since their one physician went home(I swear it's like Murphy's law for the people you need to be gone when you need them).
All bandaged up I agreed to head home asap and go to the near by hospital asap. Now I know I wasn't crying(despite being in pain like I don't know what)and I felt I would be all mature and stroll into the emergency room by myself but my stepfather went with me , and don't tell him this , but it felt better having someone with me. And on the bus ride , he told me about how , when he was 12 , he was chopping up at some reeds near his home with a machete and lost control of the thing...and severed the top of a pointer finger o___O. And get this , he totally mans up and rips off part of his shirt and ties the thing together...men , I just cannot understand them. So now Mr.Cecil and I are "almost lost our fingers" buddies , now he so can't go on in that asanine way he does that I rant about -___-. Now all I need is a "I am going to be more careful coming in and out of doors" buddy. So we sign in to the emergency room and because I am so special , I was given this lovely little bracelet and it's "engraved" too , it says:
Francis , Leah M.
Y0672773
Age: 23
DOB[D/M/Y]: 10/01/85
Of course this is my hospital bracelet :P. So you'd think that with someone who almost lost a finger they'd see me right a way. Oh no , I know I have been told other wise but from what I saw , they were literally letting people that just showed up , see a doctor and a chunk of them were people that didn't visually look sick , or their kids didn't look sick or injured. That's Canada's world famous health care system at work folks :D! So how long did you think I had to wait? An hour? 2? 3? NOPE...5 hours!! Now you guys realize that the longer you wait with a wound , the more blood you lose and with a cut that deep , it could get infected , develop gangrene and have to be possibly amputated right?
And I was/and never am in a mood to loose a damn finger or body part because people can't do their job properly. So I got up and stood near the door thinking they'd see me and ask if I was alright. Do they ask? Oh no , they tell me to move from the door(alright , I can understand that) and not to bother looking for a doctor...and this is what my tax money goes to! What if I had severed the finger completely off? Or it was an arm , what if I was injured in a school lab accident and this is how they go on? And the fact that I spent a majority of the afternoon chanting "Please God , don't let me loose this finger , I won't be able to do a lot of things without it!" made me right irritable. At least I had a little entertainment while we were waiting. This old Jamaican lady was sitting across the room and she seriously was over acting.
Not sure what was wrong with her , but every 5 minutes you hear...."OH JESUS HAVE MERCY , OH GOD OHHHHHHHH!" and then for extra effect , you know those bowl things you use if you're bedridden and have to pee , well she would take one and cough up(the sound worse than a smoker coughing) , the biggest , whitest , gooiest , lugie ever XP. It was so gross and of course with all her noise , all eyes are on her...and the nurses don't budge , can't blame them in that regard. But it did have me thinking , I took a few acting classes for fun , did a stint in modeling , if I threw , the thickest , heaviest Trinidadian accent ever , maybe they'd let me in. But poor Leah didn't get to yell her , "OH GOSH NUH , MEH FINGER MAN!*kisses her teeth*". So in 3 hours , they called Mrs.Lugie lady and as she was leaving this white dude gave her an aplause , my stepfather couldn't stop laughing and I turned to him and said "Oscar performance!". So we fast forward to 8 o'clock , they call my name , grab a form and lead me into a room with other patients. Wait 15 minutes and I'm lead into the suture room , the nurse gingerly removes my band aid and is shocked that an evil door did this to me T_T. I meet the doctor and he looks me over and says it's time to be sewn up. This was another ordeal XD! The doctor took out this gigantic needle , filled with a cloudy liquid to freeze the area. He pokes that webbed part between the fingers and PUSHES THE NEEDLE OUT THE OTHER SIDE. Then he does the same painful crap to the middle of my pinky! Whatever happened to injecting into the area and that's it? This guy was stabbing my hand and holding my hand down hard D:! I hope he was just pressing my hand to the table to make sure everything went well , but the way this guy was so calm , the huge needle , my purple and blue finger , it was scary. So then he asks if I can feel anything , my finger feels like lead and a quarter of the hand has no sensation. He takes out the needle and 5 stitches later , I IS FIXED :D! And they made me lay on the table for a little bit. I called mom and she agrees to pick us up , while I wave to my "almost lost our fingers" buddy with my gimpy hand XD! So we fast forward to home , I'm given a sheet on how to take care of myself and I practically have to be spoon fed , no one is letting me hold anything that requires two hands and I am sent to bed. I have to prop the hand up on another pillow to stop it from swelling and so that I don't accidentally sleep on it XP. When the freezing wore off , I think I was talking to revulo on aim and the pain...tears finally started to roll down my face and I kept dozing off.
And today , I had no classes , tried studying , had to take a nap , dropped a book cover on the finger and screamed at the top of my lungs :D! Of course , my nurse mother has me all doctored up. She changed the bandages , dabbed some Neosporin and put this thing that looks like a condom onto my finger(it's very important to practice safe finger sex apparently o_O). She won't let me clean the crusted up blood under the nail. Doesn't think it's safe for me to draw(OH HELL NO) , use a computer mouse , hold a plate or even type(so I really need to wrap this up!). So to say the least , I'm bored XP. I had ideas for new artwork , things I need to draw for people and this has to happen D:. I really hope everything heals up properly , I've been hearing cut finger stores from everyone. And mom is bragging about how she got 12 stitches when she had the cesarian section when I was born XD. But this not being able to draw , or hold stuff , the finger condom , I want my regular finger back XP. I guess I just need to be thankful that I still have a finger and be more careful about going through doors next time. Gotta say , this whole experience shows how much I need to use both my hands XP. Now if you'll excuse me , I need to go and scream as I have accidentally banged my hand against the bedside table ;______;!
EDIT-In case you were wondering "digitus minimus manus" is the Latin , medical term for your little finger , "dexter" means "right hand side" , and I hope I got the Latin right , if not , I must consult mom's Gray's anatomy book :P!
-Leah
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Now this could also be entitled..."A not so typical day in my collegiate life!". Yesterday all started off like a regular day , I got up , had my breakfast , went to class , bus was delayed because of the snow , arrived 10 minutes late and compensated with lots of note taking and question asking. Left the lecture hall , had to replace my laptop's AC adapter so I headed to a computer store on campus , shelled out 90 bucks XP. Went for some yummy fettucini alfredo with lemon chicken(I LOVE Italian food :9) with grape pop. Came back , went to calculus , did lots of learning , left the lecture hall. Headed out the doors of the building and then...
AN AUTOMATIC DOOR SLAMMED ONTO MY RIGHT HAND PINKY
So I did what we usually do when our fingers are squeezed , I quickly pulled my finger out and placed it into my mouth and went on my merry way , but this was different. There were droplets of blood left behind me , I stood for a second and noticed the finger was getting really bloody , turn it over and...the door cut really deep into the finger. So deep , that I could see a chunk of tissue and junk attached to the cut skin and blood was collecting under my finger nail. I have never clenched my teeth so hard or screamed "Holy , fucking shit!" so loudly. And I'm not one for using expletives in my regular speech.
So I head to the bathroom , wash my hand off , hoping it wasn't bad , but I called mom any ways. At this point , I am so shaken by this , I can't hold anything. I can't hold my cell in my right hand , it's shaking and the pinky hurts too much , I'm a lefty but can't hold anything in my left hand , it can't stop shaking either. Some how I managed to dial(with blood going all over the phone and a shaky voice) and was given instructions , to find the campus nurses office and to see if they can't stitch me up or at least give me a couple band aids. So I went to the office , got cleaned up , was told to go to my family doctor(who's office was closed for the day) since their one physician went home(I swear it's like Murphy's law for the people you need to be gone when you need them).
All bandaged up I agreed to head home asap and go to the near by hospital asap. Now I know I wasn't crying(despite being in pain like I don't know what)and I felt I would be all mature and stroll into the emergency room by myself but my stepfather went with me , and don't tell him this , but it felt better having someone with me. And on the bus ride , he told me about how , when he was 12 , he was chopping up at some reeds near his home with a machete and lost control of the thing...and severed the top of a pointer finger o___O. And get this , he totally mans up and rips off part of his shirt and ties the thing together...men , I just cannot understand them. So now Mr.Cecil and I are "almost lost our fingers" buddies , now he so can't go on in that asanine way he does that I rant about -___-. Now all I need is a "I am going to be more careful coming in and out of doors" buddy. So we sign in to the emergency room and because I am so special , I was given this lovely little bracelet and it's "engraved" too , it says:
Francis , Leah M.
Y0672773
Age: 23
DOB[D/M/Y]: 10/01/85
Of course this is my hospital bracelet :P. So you'd think that with someone who almost lost a finger they'd see me right a way. Oh no , I know I have been told other wise but from what I saw , they were literally letting people that just showed up , see a doctor and a chunk of them were people that didn't visually look sick , or their kids didn't look sick or injured. That's Canada's world famous health care system at work folks :D! So how long did you think I had to wait? An hour? 2? 3? NOPE...5 hours!! Now you guys realize that the longer you wait with a wound , the more blood you lose and with a cut that deep , it could get infected , develop gangrene and have to be possibly amputated right?
And I was/and never am in a mood to loose a damn finger or body part because people can't do their job properly. So I got up and stood near the door thinking they'd see me and ask if I was alright. Do they ask? Oh no , they tell me to move from the door(alright , I can understand that) and not to bother looking for a doctor...and this is what my tax money goes to! What if I had severed the finger completely off? Or it was an arm , what if I was injured in a school lab accident and this is how they go on? And the fact that I spent a majority of the afternoon chanting "Please God , don't let me loose this finger , I won't be able to do a lot of things without it!" made me right irritable. At least I had a little entertainment while we were waiting. This old Jamaican lady was sitting across the room and she seriously was over acting.
Not sure what was wrong with her , but every 5 minutes you hear...."OH JESUS HAVE MERCY , OH GOD OHHHHHHHH!" and then for extra effect , you know those bowl things you use if you're bedridden and have to pee , well she would take one and cough up(the sound worse than a smoker coughing) , the biggest , whitest , gooiest , lugie ever XP. It was so gross and of course with all her noise , all eyes are on her...and the nurses don't budge , can't blame them in that regard. But it did have me thinking , I took a few acting classes for fun , did a stint in modeling , if I threw , the thickest , heaviest Trinidadian accent ever , maybe they'd let me in. But poor Leah didn't get to yell her , "OH GOSH NUH , MEH FINGER MAN!*kisses her teeth*". So in 3 hours , they called Mrs.Lugie lady and as she was leaving this white dude gave her an aplause , my stepfather couldn't stop laughing and I turned to him and said "Oscar performance!". So we fast forward to 8 o'clock , they call my name , grab a form and lead me into a room with other patients. Wait 15 minutes and I'm lead into the suture room , the nurse gingerly removes my band aid and is shocked that an evil door did this to me T_T. I meet the doctor and he looks me over and says it's time to be sewn up. This was another ordeal XD! The doctor took out this gigantic needle , filled with a cloudy liquid to freeze the area. He pokes that webbed part between the fingers and PUSHES THE NEEDLE OUT THE OTHER SIDE. Then he does the same painful crap to the middle of my pinky! Whatever happened to injecting into the area and that's it? This guy was stabbing my hand and holding my hand down hard D:! I hope he was just pressing my hand to the table to make sure everything went well , but the way this guy was so calm , the huge needle , my purple and blue finger , it was scary. So then he asks if I can feel anything , my finger feels like lead and a quarter of the hand has no sensation. He takes out the needle and 5 stitches later , I IS FIXED :D! And they made me lay on the table for a little bit. I called mom and she agrees to pick us up , while I wave to my "almost lost our fingers" buddy with my gimpy hand XD! So we fast forward to home , I'm given a sheet on how to take care of myself and I practically have to be spoon fed , no one is letting me hold anything that requires two hands and I am sent to bed. I have to prop the hand up on another pillow to stop it from swelling and so that I don't accidentally sleep on it XP. When the freezing wore off , I think I was talking to revulo on aim and the pain...tears finally started to roll down my face and I kept dozing off.
And today , I had no classes , tried studying , had to take a nap , dropped a book cover on the finger and screamed at the top of my lungs :D! Of course , my nurse mother has me all doctored up. She changed the bandages , dabbed some Neosporin and put this thing that looks like a condom onto my finger(it's very important to practice safe finger sex apparently o_O). She won't let me clean the crusted up blood under the nail. Doesn't think it's safe for me to draw(OH HELL NO) , use a computer mouse , hold a plate or even type(so I really need to wrap this up!). So to say the least , I'm bored XP. I had ideas for new artwork , things I need to draw for people and this has to happen D:. I really hope everything heals up properly , I've been hearing cut finger stores from everyone. And mom is bragging about how she got 12 stitches when she had the cesarian section when I was born XD. But this not being able to draw , or hold stuff , the finger condom , I want my regular finger back XP. I guess I just need to be thankful that I still have a finger and be more careful about going through doors next time. Gotta say , this whole experience shows how much I need to use both my hands XP. Now if you'll excuse me , I need to go and scream as I have accidentally banged my hand against the bedside table ;______;!
EDIT-In case you were wondering "digitus minimus manus" is the Latin , medical term for your little finger , "dexter" means "right hand side" , and I hope I got the Latin right , if not , I must consult mom's Gray's anatomy book :P!
-Leah
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