This post doesn't have much to do with crafting. I'm typing with three fingers on my right (dominant) hand. If you are remotely interested in my tale of woe, here's what happened.
I detailed my car this morning inside and out to get it ready for top-down weather. (I'm a bit of a German car freak.) Top-down season in my part of Texas is almost too short. It gets so hot here in the summer that I feel like a piece of sizzling bacon in a frying pan without a roof covering my head and the air conditioner blasting.
Anyway, I put a gushing gash in the first finger on my right hand just under the nail while washing my car. Something sharp on the windshield wiper had it out for me. After almost passing out twice (I ate a chocolate cupcake to raise my blood sugar and it seemed to help tremendously!), it has finally stopped bleeding.
I feel like such a clutz. Last April I had a run-in with my rotary cutter and sliced into the first finger of my left
hand all the way to the bone. If you are brave and like gore, you can see the photo of my frankenfinger here
, but I'm warning you, it's graphic! Click at your own risk!
I had to have five stitches, but the ER doctor was relieved that I didn't cut into the bone. And, yes, he could see my bone. Please be careful with your rotary cutter. And your windshield wipers.
So, my hand hurts and I can't make hexagons, but my car is really clean.
And so this post isn't all car and frankenfinger related, here's the image I used for my new blog header. We've had some beautiful weather lately and have been outside enjoying it! I hope you are having some lovely weather too.