Fingers, frustration, and friends

I never realized how hard it can be to do everything with your left hand when your right-handed.  Ended up at urgent care last night because my cut finger was just throbbing and did not look right (see Monday's post).  I am so thankful I followed my gut and went because things weren't right.  I felt like my finger was about to burst open.  It was so painful yesterday afternoon; more so than I thought it should have been.  There was just so much pressure built up in there.  The doctor had to remove a few stitches to relieve the pressure and put me in a sling so I would keep it elevated.  I guess working yesterday and even using the index finger on that hand to type didn't help.  I'm now out of work for the rest of the week per doctor's orders.  I have a follow up Saturday and I'm hoping things improve by then so I can be released to go back to work next week.  It's month end and only my 2nd with this team and I really don't want them to have to cover all my tasks.  So I am following doctor orders and icing, elevating, and resting the finger/hand.  I do not want to lose this fingertip. Hey it's the middle finger on my right hand and under some circumstances I really need that finger! No I'm not flipping anyone off; just showing you my pretty finger.  Be thankful it's covered; it's gross under that bandage.  And yes I know i look tired - I am!  Even with vicodin last night before bed, I was still up 3 or 4 times either tossing and turning or for bathroom trips.  Arrrgggh!

 

I didn't realize how frustrating it would be to clean and re-dress this wound by myself.  So very frustrating and it clearly does not look as pretty as the doctor's wrap job and the Neosporin doesn't work well when you drop it on the floor and then proceed to step on it when you get up!  ARRGGHHH!!!!  I'm frustrated that I'm not good doing things with my left hand, that it's hard to shower, blow dry my hair etc.  But I know it could be worse so I try to remember that.

Thank goodness for good friends.  My friend Kim went out of her way last night and insisted she take me to urgent care.  I really didn't want to inconvenience her and told her she really didn't have to; that I was very capable of driving myself, but after thinking about it, her offer made sense seeing I had been taking the Vicodin all day.  Well thank goodness she drove me because I wouldn't have been able to drive with the sling and after what the doctor did to my finger removing some of the stitches I was feeling a little queasy by the time the appointment was done.  Oh - maybe that's also because I hadn't eaten dinner before I headed to urgent care either.  But anyways - thank you so much Kim!  You are truly a great friend and for that I am so very grateful! 

This post was typed all with my left fingers - please excuse any spelling/typing errors.  I believer I caught them all, but if I didn't - oh well!