My saga...

So the day of my birthday my ring finger started hurting. That night I noticed my finger was swollen and red but there was no cut so I was like huh that's wierd. The next day my finger hurt even worse and was swollen and turning yellow/green. I was told by my friend that's a dr to go to a dr the next day. So I got into the dr and she was like I'm not comfortable opening this wound and you need to get it lanced...I'm going to refer you to a hand surgeon. So she called and made them see me the next day...they kept saying they were full till October 24th. So this first picture was taken on the day I went to the first doctor.

















So I went to the hand surgeon and he was really nice. I went by myself which I regret. He numbed my hand...way painful...but I was strong! Oh and he wouldn't let me watch!!! He then cut open my finger and drained the puss and then cauterized (no idea how to spell that one) the wound. So basically he burned the infected flesh...it smelt really bad and I got kind of dizzy and my knees started to shake. (why I wish someone was with me) He bandaged it up and said it would be numb for about 12 hrs and gave me some painkillers...Vicadin. So yeah 24 hrs later when feeling finally returned and I was in imense pain I took the Hydrocodine they gave me...oh yeah my known allergy is Codine so yeah I got pretty sick. After almost passing out at work and getting really really ichy I decided not to take any more. Oh so the Dr also told me to soak in Epson salts...I'm pretty sure these will be in Hell and used to torture people there! I have never experienced pain that before. It sure drained my finger but made me curl in a ball and honestly cry like a baby. All I wanted in life was my mom. I may have freaked out and called a few people to see if this was normal...no one was home or they were watching Lost...so I took more painkillers that I was allergic too and went to bed. This next picture was the next day...















So yeah Wednesday was the bad day and it was better in the days following. I called the dr and got a different painkiller...darpaset (I went to Bible college and can't spell). My opion on painkillers...I like not feeling pain but hate not being able to control my body...why would you want to be addicted to that feeling! So I decided I can't be famous becasue I can't be addicted to painkillers...

















So my finger is now healing nicely...it's shedding is really gross and I'll have a nice scar but the infection is gone and my finger didn't fall off and hopefully oneday I'll have a nice rock on that finger to make the scar look smaller. So yeha it's amazing how one finger can consume your whole life...well at least a week.















Oh so only 4 more weeks left of COAT (the training program I'm running)! I'll miss everyone but I'm really really looking forward to a break. I'll write more about it...I love it but well...everyone is having emotional/spiritual breakdowns and I'm way excited for them but it's draining none the less.