4. Fingertip Fun. Number four on the highlights of 2005 is the incident where I almost lost my fingertip while testing our new attic fan. I couldn’t leave well enough alone once the darn thing was put up. In an effort to feel the airflow, my hand got too close and whack! The fan came to a sickening stop.
Fortunately I remained calm (though Kelly may differ on that) and drove myself to the local Doc In A Box (the “local” part was relative, however, as what we thought was the nearest urgent care center has bankers hours). The doctor at the clinic did a fantastic job stitching me up. The clinic itself was worthy of a soap opera, with all the drama taking place. The doc was literally arguing with the staff while he sewed me up.
The finger was painful much longer than I expected, though I probably underestimated the amount of nerves that needed to reconnect. Eventually the pain went away and my finger is now fully healed.
I’ve had some injuries before: more concussions than I care to admit, bagel-slicing incidents, and others. I’ve got scars all over. I value my fingers, though. I won’t put them in jeopardy again.