this morning i worked a few hours and then ran over and got a haircut. i went short. i like it.
then i went back to work, worked for a few hours and then cut my finger - took a raisin size chunk right off. i don't much like it. (it took me a second after seeing the chunk on the mat to realize what it was)
it was decided that i should be taken to ready care despite all my - i don't want to be a bother talk. probably a good thing, since it took them awhile to get the bleeding to stop too. i asked what happens/what do i do when it bleeds thru the dressing. they said, oh - it won't. i pointed out that it already had. they redid it
(sorry about no caps - hard to type one handed)
stopped back at work to fill out an incident report - with my newly wrapped altered digit high in the air and one guy (i don"t know all their names yet - but suddenly they all know me) says, oh no - YOU'RE not number one, I'M number one.
i can't work with my left hand for two days, and i have to go back to readycare on thursday to have them take off the dressing and recheck it.
such a bother.
i called my woodcarver husband and told him i'm trying to even the tally.
but hey - like my haircut?