Dwight was lifting some heavy blocks at work and one slipped and smashed off the tip of his finger. Here he is in the Urgent Care. He had a couple of stitches to tighten it and stop the bleeding. Don't look too close if you get queasy. It's gross. It didn't take his bone or his nail (yet). He was sent to a hand specialist but was told there was nothing else they could do. He just has to grow a new fingertip. He laughed the whole way through, except when they put it in saline solution to clean it. He said that was a religious experience. I'm just grateful the injury wasn't worse.
Friday, April 17, 2009
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