Way back in June sometime my middle finger on my right hand met with disaster. Disaster of the glass kind. I have always been a little accident prone (just ask my mom who used to call me Calamity Ann Brown) but this was totally not my fault. My fingers lightly grazed the kitchen counter, I said “ouch” and looked down to see blood oozing from my finger. Now if you have read any of my blood related posts you know that I am not the bravest thing around when it comes to the red liquid. Somehow a teeeeeeny splinter of glass that came from who knows where jumped into my fingertip. Chris made me go sit down. Smart man. (He married me, after all).
After the blood flow was under control—hours later with a tight bandage and holding my finger above my head—-the brave husband tried to see if he could get it out. No dice. It was in too deep. I whined. I complained. I whined some more. He assured me it would work its way out. I was doubtful. I saw amputation in my future.
I kept it bandaged and about this time we were traveling to and from from Lima to help out with my father in law. The finger got no better. In fact it felt horrible. Every time I accidentally touched something it hurt. It felt like……there was a piece of glass in it. Imagine that! Youngest son Aaron with skills of a ninja and surgeon to the rescue. I told him I could take it no more so he grabbed some tweezers and proceeded to start the extraction. I had used drawing salve on it–that stuff that looks like tar. It had worked somewhat. I could finally feel a little point so Aaron was able to extract the shard of glass which was more like a minuscule sliver. Yay for Aaron. Unfortunately it broke during the procedure. Part remained but it was still better than it had been. I could still feel it and some days it really hurt but what else could I do?
Fast forward to October 28th. A full 4 months later. Taking my contacts out I noticed blood on the tip of my middle finger. What the heck?????? Upon further examination I saw the slightest pointy thing sticking out where the blood was. I gingerly pulled at it and extracted —yes—the final piece of the sliver of glass. My wise husband, as I was dancing around in joyful celebration , said “well, your body had to eventually reject it”. I still can not believe it! I woke up this morning and have full use of my middle finger. No cautious keyboard typing! No searing pain if I hit the finger just so. I would like to think it is a Halloween miracle. Really! It is!!! And as another wise friend said “It’s the power of the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.” I BELIEVE!!!!
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Yay, the Great Glass Pumpkin came. He really does exist! So happy that sliver slithered its way out. It is painful when those tiny glass or splinter slivers go in and don’t want to come out. Glad your finger is feeling better. Happy Halloween Miracle!!
He does exist!!! He really does!!!! 🙂 Hope you are doing well and that the neighborhood is everything you hoped it would be—sounds like you are off to a great start there!
Wow, four months of OUCH! I’m so happy that it has worked it’s way out. It is amazing how much distress a tiny shard can cause. You are more patient than I would be though—even though we nurses are famous for ignoring symptoms and refusing care. I’d have had them digging for it in the ER.
Yea, I am a wimp when it comes to ER visits so I figured I could just be uncomfortable for the rest of my life. But now I am definitely doing the happy dance. Picture Snoopy here!!!!
I started reading and…. you just got under my skin, so I’m following your site now.
LOL Thanks!!! I tend to do that to some folks!! Welcome aboard!! ALways glad to have a new bloggy friend!!!
LOL Congrats! The Great Pumpkin really does care! Yaaaaay!
Thanks so much!!!! And thanks for subscribing to my blog!!! I am loving finding new folks to follow and it is great to have some “young uns” is always a great thing!!!!
I don’t know how in the big blue world you managed to get through such a trying ordeal…If we here is Massachusetts lose the use of our middle finger….We can’t wave “hello” to the driver that just cut us off…Oh,too painful to think about!! May just as well leave the car (cah) at home!! lol. btw, Did the word “Doctor” ever occur to you?
That word is not in my vocabulary….doctor???? What is that????
I’m glad you are finally free of it. An exorcism? lol
I’m glad to hear that you are finally pain free…can’t even imagine having to deal with a splinter for that long. I have visions of hot needles in my head!!! By the way I’m also a new follower and a “young un” …I found you through Hilary at Feeling Beachie…would love it if you would follow me back!!! Have a happy and most of all pain free weekend.
Thanks for coming on over! I love that blog hop at Hilary’s!!! She is great!!! Glad to have you join up!!! It is always great to find new bloggy friends so I will definitely be coming over to see yours!!! Have a great week!!! And I am pain free now—it is amazing!! Like i said—a Halloween miracle!
You were saved… amazing how it came out…. but how lucky you were that it didn’t get your eye….
I think I might have had to venture to the doctor if that had happened….
Too funny, although I’m sure it wasn’t at the time. My grandmother once pulled a needle out of her knee. She had no idea where it came from. Quite odd.
A needle?? No way. I bet that was a sewing endeavor gone awry!!!! Crazy!!! But I am just happy it is out. This morning I was exclaiming, once again, to Chris how wonderful it was that my finger no longer hurt! I think I was like the lion with the thorn in his paw and just needed a mouse to take it out!!!
Isn’t it strange how such a little thing can cause so much pain? I’m happy you finally got it out! Whew, that took a long time though.
It was teeny but I knew we didn’t get it all out when we worked on it. Crazy thing is I have no idea where the glass on the counter came from and how I just hit it just right to go into my finger!!!
It just proves that miracles do happen.