My thumb has a shape. My thumb should not have a shape. It is healing and at some point it will stop having a shape and be back to being a normal thumb but for now ARGH my thumb has a shape. And I am whingeing about it.
Frame story: Last Tuesday I took Oldest to the music school for their horn lesson (usually K does this but he and![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
artan were putting the cow away), and spent the time there chatting with Awesome Music School Admin. This process led to me telling the story of why my thumb was wrapped up in bandages three times - once to Admin, once to my actual music teacher (they came down the hall, I held up my thumb, and said "I think we're voice tomorrow, not guitar!" and got asked for an explanation), and a third time to Admin's Spouse, which cracked me up unreasonably.
The story as I told it, more or less:
Last Tuesday,artan did the drive to grab our yearly cow to be brought back and stashed in the chest freezers. This provoked the regular freezer cleanout so we could figure out how to fit the cow into the freezers.
This of course means finding the things that should not be in the freezers anymore. In this case this included a jar of meat goo -artan takes the organ meat and such that isn't going to be eaten otherwise and makes a sort of protein shake of doom out of it. This particular jar of meat goo had apparently been slightly overfilled, so the mason jar had shattered.
However, because it shattered in the freezer, what we had was still jar-shaped, it was a doomy mosaic of glass embedded in frozen meat goo like the world's worst art project.
I was handed the art project to dispose of it, with the comment that the lid could probably be saved. So I took it upstairs to the kitchen trash, inspected it to make sure there were no sharp edges immediately present, unscrewed the lid, and discovered I had been incorrect as I sliced neatly across the ball of my thumb in the most annoying possible place.
The bandaid on the injury - which was minor, it bled only a little and the fingertip past it was a bit tingly for a bit - was placed at an angle, which meant it was not going to stay put, so the whole thing was swaddled in gauze to keep the bandaid on, and then medical tape was applied because the gauze had flappy bits which also, I note, had a shape. And were thus infuriating and demanding fidgetyness.
Which is why I had a bandage-swathed thumb to wave at people.
Frame story: Last Tuesday I took Oldest to the music school for their horn lesson (usually K does this but he and
artan were putting the cow away), and spent the time there chatting with Awesome Music School Admin. This process led to me telling the story of why my thumb was wrapped up in bandages three times - once to Admin, once to my actual music teacher (they came down the hall, I held up my thumb, and said "I think we're voice tomorrow, not guitar!" and got asked for an explanation), and a third time to Admin's Spouse, which cracked me up unreasonably.The story as I told it, more or less:
Last Tuesday,
artan did the drive to grab our yearly cow to be brought back and stashed in the chest freezers. This provoked the regular freezer cleanout so we could figure out how to fit the cow into the freezers.This of course means finding the things that should not be in the freezers anymore. In this case this included a jar of meat goo -
artan takes the organ meat and such that isn't going to be eaten otherwise and makes a sort of protein shake of doom out of it. This particular jar of meat goo had apparently been slightly overfilled, so the mason jar had shattered.However, because it shattered in the freezer, what we had was still jar-shaped, it was a doomy mosaic of glass embedded in frozen meat goo like the world's worst art project.
I was handed the art project to dispose of it, with the comment that the lid could probably be saved. So I took it upstairs to the kitchen trash, inspected it to make sure there were no sharp edges immediately present, unscrewed the lid, and discovered I had been incorrect as I sliced neatly across the ball of my thumb in the most annoying possible place.
The bandaid on the injury - which was minor, it bled only a little and the fingertip past it was a bit tingly for a bit - was placed at an angle, which meant it was not going to stay put, so the whole thing was swaddled in gauze to keep the bandaid on, and then medical tape was applied because the gauze had flappy bits which also, I note, had a shape. And were thus infuriating and demanding fidgetyness.
Which is why I had a bandage-swathed thumb to wave at people.
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Also, I saw "putting away the cow" and my immediate thought was "I didn't know
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Ow!
Condolences and permit me a hope that was an outside-ish bit of glass because an inside bit of glass in contact with expired mixed organ meat sounds like it could be interesting values of contaminated.
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May it heal well.
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I hope you heal quickly.