I’m injured

Somehow this week, I managed to get a splinter or other foreign object under the nail of my forefinger. Needless to say, it makes typing quite difficult.

I had Man do some digging – literally – while I tried hard not to scream like a banshee. My nail is cut way back to the quick so he could get to … whatever it was or is in there. I’m still in some serious pain. I’m hoping he got whatever was in there but I’m not entirely convinces. Especially since I’m still in pain.

If this doesn’t stop soon, it’s to the doctor I go. I really want to avoid that because amputation might be involved.

Okay, that’s extreme but you know what I mean. Needless to say, I got no words in last night. In fact my finger is going numb as I type this.

TGIF. Gaw.

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.