OK-I’m an idiot. Just few moments before I am to head out the door to work, I manage to slice my finger open with a pair of (not rusty, luckily) scissors. Blood is literally gushing “Kill Bill” style all over my kitchen floor, and I am so amazed and PISSED OFF at my clumsiness that I call work and ramble at them about my mishap while blood slapping on linoleum is the pleasant noise you hear in the background. I may be going to the ER, maybe not. But I’ll be at work as soon as I can get this red river to stop, I tell them.
I bled over 1/4 cup from that damn finger. I know because my dogs started lapping it up off the floor so I placed my finger in a cup to drain. By the way, this is actually a smart thing to do, letting the blood drain from a (minor) wound. It allows for the wound to cleanse itself, releasing all impurities from the wound on its own. It also allows for natural blood clotting, however, if you have a massive wound, like your leg was cut off, obviously do not let the blood just flow or you will bleed out. Only let a MINOR injury bleed itself. I’m injuring myself enough to be halfway smart about it, gold star for me. Anyway, why I didn’t just hold my hand over the sink I don’t know. I was just staring at the gaping holes in my hand and wondering what the hell I was gonna do?!
My dilemma is this- I am NOT going to pay for a few measly stitches and an ER visit. Yep, you guessed it-this fool has NO health insurance. NONE, whatsoever. So if I hurt myself, I am literally SOL and it’s up to me to play Doctor and hope I’m not injuring my body more than I need to.
What I ended up doing with my finger, which had been slashed clean open over my knuckle and underneath my fingertip, was going the old-fashioned route and trusting what I know. I know Neosporin, Band-Aid, Cempho-phinique (hey, don’t blame me for misspelling). So I rushed to the nearest grocery store with my hand wrapped in a towel and picked up all these First-Aid items.
After rinsing, cleaning, examining, and basically cursing at myself, I decide that overall my wounds, while gnarly, are superficial. Luckily. I’ve had a tetanus shot recently (I work with animals a lot, so tetanus shots are a regularity) so I don’t have THAT to worry about. The wounds are clean, though deep, but not to the bone. I have ointment on them to keep infection away and the one over my knuckle has healed itself into a lovely jagged closure now.
It’s the OTHER one, the DEEPER one on the bottom of my fingertip that I worry about. It hasn’t quite closed yet.
The other night the skin I thought was healing together pried itself open and revealed bright red, healing flesh underneath. There is no pain, none at all, it’s just surprising that 5 days have gone by and still the wound is open like a hungry little mouth. Maybe I should feed that little stubborn mouth same Super Glue.
There’s no pain, none at all. No infection, swelling, redness, nothing. The callous on my other hand hurts like a mother, but these two gashes in my finger didn’t even hurt when I initially got them. Strange.
Well, this wound isn’t closing and I”m not willing to risk infection. It’s too late for stitches, and well, I’m gonna have to go to like Plan H.
I’ve tried liquid Band-Aid. Didn’t work. I’ve tried airing the wound so it will close itself. Didn’t work. I’ve tried keeping Band-Aids on it so it will be forced to stay closed. NADA.
I’m afraid that if I don’t seal the jagged edges of this wound I”m going to snag it on something, since I cannot really feel it. I don’t want to make it worse.
He he- bring on the Super Glue. Seriously. I poured that stuff all in and around that little stubborn cut. There’s no way that sucker is going to split open now.
I mean it. Super Glue is the only thing that is keeping this sucker closed. Maybe it isn’t medical, and perhaps it’s a major no-no (maybe not, hmm…) but now I have a thoroughly protected finger with no open little wounds just screaming for dirt and germs. I don’t have to wear a Band-Aid anymore- FREEDOM!- and the Super Glue provides another plus-a clear protective shield on top of the wound that allows me to feel like my finger is good as new.
I even put Super Glue on my healing knuckle, just in case that decides to get rebellious on me and split wide open, again, too.
I may not be a Doctor, but I seem to know how to put myself back together, and I’m healing JUST fine without the aide of the ER and the fancy bills that follow.
Now if only I could keep myself from getting all banged up in the first place.