Just a quick post because were getting ready to head out the door to eastern New Mexico for a camping trip this weekend.
I wanted to say thank you to those that were worried about my chopped up finger and asked how I was doing. All I can say is that I am amazed at our bodies’ ability to heal. Last week on this day I had sliced my index finger in two places right down to top of the muscle. I had gotten my tetanus shot last summer in the hospital after my horse kicked me in the face, so I knew I was ok with that, but I worried that I should have went in for some stitches.
Remember how it looked last week?
Instead I trusted my gut (and my fear of needles) and listened to my dear, long time friend, who is a registered nurse and lives in Thailand (Hi Debi!!!) who said that stitches wouldn't have been an option in that location on my finger anyway.
So I cleaned and re-bandaged and used the popsicle stick (to keep it immobile) everyday for a week and today, I just threw the stick away and am just using a simple bandaid.
Looks pretty good, huh?
And with that I’ll leave you with a photo of last night’s sunset over our barn.
Have a great weekend everyone!