My poor poor index fingers have been to hell and back.
Scene 1:
Walked into a patient's room. The doors at my hospital are HEAVY, like lead door heavy. The entire door smashed my left hand's index finger and instantly a million blot clots appeared on my finger.
Me: Sorry, I'll be right back
Parent: Ok
Me: *Slyly walks out the door, once it closes, I scream/grunt at the top of my lungs because it hurts like a mother*
Yep, my finger definitely was a swollen mess, it turned black/purple under the nail, and the blot clots were more prominent. I felt like ET because my finger was pulsating all night.
Scene 2 (the next morning):
Me: omg look at my finger, it's worst
N: *smacks it*
Me: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!
N: I forgot it hurt! I thought you were just pointing at me and we were playing a game!
Scene 3:
Opening a window because my toast is burning, somehow pinched the finger pad of the index finger on my RIGHT hand.
Now my other index finger is also swollen and has a disgusting huge black blood clot.
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