Ouch! You have my sympathy! I did that very thing last month while rinsing out a soup can (for recycling, of course). I didn't get mummified, but did wind up sporting lots of cumbersome bandage. Hope your hand is better soon!
(You realize, of course, that when you are able to type again, you now have new first-hand material for a House story. I see Wilson as the resourceful, recycling victim...) :)
What's ridiculous about the whole thing is that a single bandage was actually keeping it from bleeding (just not when the pressure was removed) - so the massive gauze feels like overkill! It did give me an excellent excuse not to go to a meeting tonight, however.
The typing itself isn't so much the problem as the forgetting to not use that finger. I do tend to make Wilson suffer the way I have in the past, but cutting his middle finger might be more entertaining...
That was one of the reasons I went into the hospital - it got me paranoid about tetanus and I couldn't remember the last time I'd had a booster (hence the tag :D). Oh, the power of fic!
Poor thing! It was an accident that could have happened to anyone, so don't feel you were a "moron." (Yay for recycling!) I hope you have a supply of chocolate to ease the pain as well (I recommend cake).
It's not the accident (I cut myself recyling cans to varying degrees all the time - at least this lid was clean!) so much as the massive amounts of gauze for a tiny cut! Chocolate is an excellent idea - I'll have to stock up on the way home.
The worst part is that I can't really bitch about lack of sleep - my boss was here (on a holiday Monday) until 4am last night and made it in on time. Fortunately, I could trump him a little bit with 4:30 in the ER, though I came in much later than him...
I think it's great you did go in and get stitches. I once dropped a glass on my toe, splitting it open, but stubbornly refused to be "dramatic" (as you put it) and get the stitches. So now, a decade later, I still have a nasty scar that irritates me because it didn't have to be there. Bring on the drama, I say!
It was definitely the right thing to do - but I couldn't help but feel guilty sitting in the waiting room with my tiny bandage while people were curled up in pain. The last time I went to the emergency room (which has to be 13-14 years ago judging by the address they had on file), I'd taken a field hockey ball on my big toe and decided to go to the ER when the pain got too bad (some time after the game...). I felt guilty that time as well, because by the time I saw the doctor, it wasn't really hurting any more. I was actually relieved to learn that I'd torn off a ligament that took a chip of bone with it - they couldn't do anything, but at least I was legitimately injured!
Ouch! I have never been to a proper er for my own needs, but I did have to go to an outpatient clinic once when I slammed my thumb in a car door and it began to hemorrhage .
But I got to be the one to make another feel guilty as I sat there with my thumb throbbing and gushing and she sat next to me having a toddler with a case of the sniffles! I was so relieved to see I was not the only foolish one, actually.
It looks way worse than it is - that's the ridiculous part of it. I probably could have just kept it bandaged for a week (though the cute resident said no bandages as he swatched my hand) and it would have been fine, if not as cosmetically pretty in the end. The nerve block for the stitches was really weird, though. Must remember that.
That looks exactly like my hand did when I cut it on glassware in the lab. I had to get stitches and a tetanus booster too and yeah, you do feel silly walking around with your hand wrapped in massive amounts of gauze. Five hours is a long time to wait when you're bleeding.
VGH on a holiday Monday - not the best place to be :) But fortunately it only bled when I took the bandage off to demonstrate to various medical staff that it was still bleeding... It's the hand/wrist wrap that really tips it over the edge to crazy!
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(You realize, of course, that when you are able to type again, you now have new first-hand material for a House story. I see Wilson as the resourceful, recycling victim...) :)
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The typing itself isn't so much the problem as the forgetting to not use that finger. I do tend to make Wilson suffer the way I have in the past, but cutting his middle finger might be more entertaining...
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The worst part is that I can't really bitch about lack of sleep - my boss was here (on a holiday Monday) until 4am last night and made it in on time. Fortunately, I could trump him a little bit with 4:30 in the ER, though I came in much later than him...
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Hope it's better soon!
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But I got to be the one to make another feel guilty as I sat there with my thumb throbbing and gushing and she sat next to me having a toddler with a case of the sniffles! I was so relieved to see I was not the only foolish one, actually.
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