I wish I could have bandaged my finger on my own like this, but when you want to trim the garden hedge with the cutter and instead trim the top of your finger you try to managed with the fingers that still work. Of course I shouted and walked over to Mr. Swiss who wondered what she had done this time. I failed to decapitate my finger, just part of the nail and a deep cut. Yes it was a blood bath, being diabetic my blood flows. With the aid of many paper towels I arrived at the place where we keep all the bandages. Being an ex first aid person I knew what I should do, if only my finger was not dripping and making a mess everywhere, but I did it. A compression was necessary and after treatment my finger resembled a miniature electric light bulb, but it sort of worked. I did not even time to notice the pain, it was just messy.
I decided a visit to the ER at the hospital was not necessary as my finger tip is still hanging on. I will now come to a close as my typewriter keys need cleaning, I need my first finger to type, the “f”, “r”, “t”, “g” and “v” keys which are now tinged with red.
I will now practice some Tai Chi, for that I do not need my finger