After mostly failing to cut off my finger with a cheese knife Friday night I'm enjoying the relative freedom of just Band-aids instead of the very bulky bandage from the nice lady at Urgent Care.
I spent all day Saturday watching cheesy movies with good friends.
The Bears are in the Super Bowl, which makes for a very happy Puck.
Heroes starts up again tonight.
So yeah, life is good.
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But what about the scar? Is it healing the way you hoped it would??
Scars are sexy!
Love hurts.
Love scars.
Love wounds,
And makes bars.
Ooo, ooo, Love hurts.
Glad to hear you're recovering, because I would've totally started calling you "Three-Fingers".
You seem to have issues with dairy products and injuring your fingers. Sounds like the beginning of a thesis to me!
Diplowhat — no big mystery there. I'm a klutz and I like me some dairy products! :-)
I am a little saddened that it is not healing the way I wanted for optimal scar value. At first, you could clearly see the knife's serrations on one side of the wound, and I thought it would be fun if the scar showed that. But, sigh, it looks like that's not to be.
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