Actually, I was thinking about my pending trip to NY and trolling through graveyards for ancestors right before I woke up from sleeping on the couch and realized I was hungry. It was Friday night and well past when I normally eat dinner. I thought making up a dish of yaki soba with some vegetables was a good idea. And it was until I decided to use the nifty mandolin slicer for a carrot and my right thumb got in the way. I lopped off about 1/3rd of the tip right next to the nail. It didn't bleed much at first since I was applying direct pressure immediately after it happened, but then when I went to the bathroom to find a bandage, I decided to run some cold water over it which stopped any clotting that previously occurred and the sight of my dark red blood dripping into the white porcelain bathroom sink was enough to make me realize this was kind of serious so I better pay attention to what I was doing. I grabbed some toilet tissue and again began applying direct pressure to the wound and the bleeding stopped. I placed a bandage over the cut.
I had to change the bandage a few times throughout the weekend. I kept hitting it wanting to use it, but I couldn't. You never know how much you use your thumbs until you can't. Buttoning my Levi's, my wool coat, using the fob for my car alarm, the remote for the tv... these were the most annoying tasks to perform without the full use my thumb. Ouch!
After babying it over the weekend, I'm using it a bit more, but it still smarts. The wound doesn't look that bad.
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