Stupid Me

This is a wonderful story about a girl who doesn't learn. Today, after class, I was hungry, so I decided to cut up some sausage and cook it. Stupidly enough, I was holding the sausage in my hand. The sausage gave way and boom, there was a cut in my pinky. I alerted RM that I needed to go to the hospital. Problem was, we didn't know where one was. I was sane enough to tell RM what I needed and what to do. I even remembered to grab my ID and insurance card.

RM tried to find a hospital through directory assistance, but it was no use. We drove to a nearby medical plaza, where we were directed to a local urgent care unit. There, I wowed the crowd with my super wit: "Was the knife sharp?" "Apparently." The entire waiting room laughed. I was taken inside where they discovered I was a "spurter". I was bleeding too much, so they sent me to the local emergency room.

At the emergency room, I had to wait a while before the triage nurse even saw me. When he finally did, I had to wait for a registration attendant. Finally I was escorted to a room in a back wing where I was sure I would be forgotten. A nurse finally came, and let me know what to expect. I was trying to get out of there by 5 because I was supposed to be a witness at mock trial for some 2Ls and 3Ls.

When the doctor finally came by, he looked at my finger. He told me to bend it. He told me to bend it. He told me to bend it. I WAS! He informed me I wasn't. I didn't under stand because it felt like I was. Then he infored me I cut my tendon. Great.

He had to call a plastic surgeon. I was prepped for surgery. I bled profusely. She got there around 5:30. The surgery (which was performed while I was awake, mind you) started around 6:30. I had an IV, local anesthesia, and a tourniquet. The surgery took about an hour. She found my tendon in my pinky. If she hadn't she would have had to cut open my hand or take me to the operating room to find it. She stitched the tendon, then my finger. She then wrapped up my pinky and ring finger in a plaster split. I'm now typing with one full hand and my big finger. This is very difficult, so excuse the typos.

I got prescriptions, including vicoden... yeah. My whole ordeal lasted from about 1:30 this after noon to 8:00 tonight. Good job, huh?

Oh and does anyone remember I have the opera date tomorrow? I'm going to be sexy with my new heels and a forearm splint. Yeah. It's a good thing he likes me already.