March 9, 2011
Figuring we would not overload the United States health-care system, we opted not to go to our local emergency room, but rather to a nearby Urgent Care Clinic.
Things didn’t go well that night, as we could see blood coming out from underneath the bandages. The pain intensified.
First thing Sunday morning, I was all ready to go back to Urgent Care and get them to fix me up (again).
“No you won’t!” Spencer said. “We’re going to a real ER this time!”
And so we did.
Once there, a very nice doctor, originally from northern England so he had a pleasing Scots-like accent that reminded me of Scotty from the Star Trek television series, said the finger never should have been glued.
He said I’d need to be in a splint for about a week, to stabilize my pinky and keep the stitches from pulling out.
So I am now doing all my typing with a splint and four stitches. NOT easy, and so other than for my blogs and articles, I’m sticking to lowercase as it’s too hard to shift.
I found out that Martha Stewart recently had to go to the emergency room for stitches, too, after her dog accidentally butted her in the lip, resulting in a bad split. Here are her gruesome photos, which certainly rival mine.
Get well and heal up soon, Martha!
Meanwhile, I will try to do the same. Splint off on Sunday; stitches out next Tuesday, if I last that long, sigh.