Apollymi

Updating the things

Updating the things

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So my hand ended up hurting too badly for me to even try to sleep last night, meaning I got less than an hour overall throughout the night. That in mind, I got out of bed a few dozen times to fuss about with the bandages, trying to loosen them to the point that it no longer hurt but would still stay on. I'd get it to what I thought would be a happy place, go back to bed, catch a few minutes sleep, then wake up with it hurting all over again.

So around 8:00, I went ahead and got out of bed to get ready to go to the Urgent Care. I woke [personal profile] katsuko up with the intention of telling her I was leaving and would be back, but she decided to go too. We got there by 8:45, saw the doctor by 9:15, and were out by 9:45. Doctor Patel was in and out in under 2 minutes, of course, but this is how doctors are, I've found. All the nurses I saw were excellent, though, and they who count, as far as I'm concerned. I'm supposed to start leaving it to air out a bit and only cover it to sleep and go to work. So that's fine. I'm also supposed to never, ever use Neosporin on it: only Vaseline. Which is funny to me, because I only used Neosporin because the LPN told me to.

It's also funny to me because it feels like medicine coming around full circle from where it was in the points of history I've been researching for The Magnificent Seven stories.

Everything above the cut is aggressively numb, which I guess is a good thing. Everything below the cut hurts and aches. The cut itself? It feels sort of... stretched. It only hurts if I move it too much and/or too fast or if something touches it too hard. Soft pressure? Okay. Gentle palpitations? Okay. Sudden movement? Not okay. Anything with pressure? Not okay. Anything weighty against it? Definitely not okay.

I didn't mention this to [personal profile] katsuko before today. But when I originally cut it and saw the depth of the cut (nearly halfway through the finger), my initial and completely numb thought was "Well, hell, I've just degloved my finger". Because apparently my brain has retained too much information from crime dramas.

Don't look up 'degloving'. Just... don't. Or look it up but don't look at pictures. It's a good way to lose one's lunch.

And that's about all I've got updates on. Later, all.

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