One door slammed on one finger plus said finger wrapped with bulky dressing by doctor and nurse equals a dearth of dexterity on the keyboard. The good news is the bone is not broken (which, I learned yesterday, can often lead to amputation in the case of fingers!) and it is even possible I won’t lose the nail. This is because said nail was split in two from top to bottom allowing the blood from beneath it to flow freely.  Everywhere.  And for a long time.  The other good news is that I have no writing deadlines pending so this ponderous hunt-and peck method with my left hand will not impede timely forward progress except, perhaps, in the Blog Department.

I do want to give high marks to my neighbor Carol (a retired nurse) who came immediately to my rescue with rolls of gauze and tape when I called her shortly after dawn’s crack yesterday.  (As you might imagine, I had been out feeding the chickens and, apparently in my rush to get back in the house and out of the pouring rain, my door-shutting timing was askew.)

I thought I was all set when it occurred to me that it had probably been years since I had had a tetanus shot.  One call to the clinic revealed that I was correct about that and they had an opening in an hour.  I didn’t know until I got there that I would get the full emergency treatment, complete with X-rays and consultation between my primary care person, “Dr. Steve,” and the orthopedic surgeon!  Wow!

Did I mention that I love the Ocean Beach Medical Clinic and Hospital?!!