Nail Bed
Squid here with another story
with out grunt... eehh this one hurts too!
this one will prevent me from doin some activities with grunt on his leave.
this anoyes me and brings me down, but it is all of my doing...
sorry grunt....
well.. on to this painfull story.
It was friday night, a long weekend for me, a tatoo at the end too, but i came out with so much more. I call the sister, she could not wait to see me and she wanted to go climbing. So we went to petra, our inside climbing spot! A good one at that, sister and her friend made it up a rout, it was great, and i was getting motivated, i wanted to climb and climb, so i got absent minded. i found a spot where i wanted to go, the one with the short rope. Sisted hooked in first, then i pulled on the wall to hook me in. Fist mistake, i was alsmot in and cliped in when i slipped, two hundred and sisteen pounds closed a caribeener on the tip of my middle figher on my left hand, the pinch was bad. the beaner spit my finger out like it was a piece of rancid meat. oh did that hurt, i didnt look at it right away, my sister and i met eyes and and she had that look, then we both saw my finger, the nail was 90% ripped off, not bleading yet but it was off. that was the pain... ohh the pain. I was cliped in and so was the sister, and the tension would not make it easy to un hook. i grabbed my finger, no words, no screams, no cursing. No need to make a sceen, to many people around and it would have been rude. Finaly we got un hooked, it took a long time, and if i only had my knife. I looked at my finger and i saw blood, my blood, i dont like that to much, and then the lights started to get bright. "yeah we need to find a place to sit!" So i walked to the front where the nice couch was and i sat. "We are goin to the er.." "Ok sounds ok to me, i was just goin to cut it off." "NO we are goin to the er and now"
a friend with us "do you need anything" "Yeah, water, and um,,, water is good." "ok"
"We got your stuff and we are about to go, do you need to take your harnes off?"
"no lets just go"
then the person who was on duty asked if i was ok, me in a joken mood now told him he needed a longer rope. and he said ok.
before i got up off the couch i answered a cell phone call, my buddy tony, he was on his way home. he wanted to talk till i told him that i was on the way to the er, with only 10% of my nail still conected to me! he then told me bye and hi to my sister.
In the truck we had two phone calls, one from the friend that was comming with us, the other from a nurse at the er just getting out of the er we were goin to.
i answered both calls and joked around, no use bing histerical, no use over reacting, it did hurt and it wsa bleeding, but hay life gives you some curve balls and you got to roll with the punches!
So we get there, meet the nurse out side, she said she was sorry and nice to meet me, she was cute too!! then we walked in and i was check in. he asked me if my nail bed usually looks like that then i fliped him the bird with both middel fingers and asked him to compare for me. he was not as amused as we were.
then we walked to get checked in legally, and the lady there was so confused that i was joking the whole time that she though some one else was hurt till i showed her my finger, and she got that great feeling when your stomach rolls over and over. she said i could wait in antoher room down the hall, so i went holding my hand above my head. when i walked in my sister asked where i wanted to sit, and i looked around, there was a little girl there that did not need to be scared, so i lowered my hand where she could not see and said over there, where she could not see, and my sister said that i was a nice guy... ha nice, me yeah maybe some day.
I decided to call ma, all she could say was "you dumb shit" three times, then i told her i was ok and she talked to the sister and she got informed on the situation. everyting was all ok in the end.
Then i got called in they wanted x-rays, i was up for anything at this point, still no pain meds though, i got use to the pain 45 min ago, i could do this all day! so walken down the hall i decided to wave at people with the broken hand, noone though it was that funny except my sister and her friend, i asked people tp guess which fnger was hurt when i flipped them the bird, again we were the only ones amused.
got my x-rays and taken to a different room, there i saw the hat ive always wanted and wore it! it was a puke bucket, it was so funny, i looked so retarted but hay, got to have fun some time. alot of jokes later and some strange looks from passerbyers and the semi doc came in, nurse practitioner or something. he looked at the hand, finger nail and siad well we are going to try and put it back in, and i said what ever you want to do is cool with me.
so in we go to a different room, and the work started, two shots of novicae and once shot of lidacane and i could still feel it. friends was tryin to tell me stories and both friend and sister where very interested in watching the procidure. all stories stopped when they saw the nail go back in, ohh how that hurt, everything was quiet even me, no scream or curse or yell of pain. sister said i could, but i dont, i never do, no matter how it hurts, the only time i cried is when she left me after 6.5 years of everything i had poured into her. but that is a story to long for this page.
the nail is back in, sister looks whiter than normal, i was not close to the pass out stage but i was not having fun anymore. then he siad he had to stich it, this was no fun either, one stich, from behind the nail under and up through the nail, the up through the nail hurt the most, i softly said that fucken hurt, the only thing i said. still no pain meds, sister remarked this time, and the nurse said really, oh... well here are some purkisets, and i was like.... really, cool! this will be fun! but i want to go drinkin now, and the other nurse said, um dont drink a lot ok! and i was like... ok
then the bandage and some instructions and i was off to the mexican restarunt to go for a beer and nachoes with friends, one beer and i was under the table, some tacos and i was in bed, slept till one in the after noon.
well it was an experiance and i tell ya, always be carful
and if you want to see the stich, e-mail me and i can send you a pic! or call and i can tell you the story in person and it is even more funny!
remember stay conected like ninex Squid is out like stich after 10 days!!!! haha


1 Comments:
OUUuuuuuuuuuuch! That sucks dude! I hope it gets better fast so you can get back to doing the stuff you enjoy...sending happy healing vibes in your direction...and I definitly want to see that picture!
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