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originally posted by: grainofsand
a reply to: nonspecific
Many years ago it was a Sunday evening after a crazy weekend of partying with my neighbours. Everyone had been on it since the Friday night, but I crashed and bailed, absolutely hammered, on Sunday afternoon to my sofa.
A few hours later I was woken by a mate knocking on the door, I shouted "Piss off I'm done, I'm working tomorrow, you ain't!"
Bang bang bang, "Come on you lightweight"
"No, Piss off!!!"
Similar exchange for the next minute or so until I leapt from the sofa in a drunken rage for him to leave me alone and punched through my living room window, triple glazed. I chose the main front window in the wall not the door because I only wanted to show my mate I meant business, and not risk him being showered in glass.
My window in any case, I thought in my anger, I'll just put new glaze in tomorrow.
What a mistake. My mate did of course get the message but in that instant I recognised the pain of a deep wound and the large amount of blood which was fast leaking from me.
I saw tendons I'd never seen before from two deep cuts on my first and second fingers from the Proximal interphalageal joints to above both knuckles. Same with my thumb.
I knew it was bad, I knew it needed many stitches, but I knew I was off my head and I really didn't want to be 'one of those' patients filling up accident & emergency on a weekend, so I decided to 'mend' it myself.
I washed it under the cold tap, with cotton buds, then poured antiseptic into it, then grabbing my wrist with the other hand to stem the flow and through sheer agony! That antiseptic totally used up all my endorphins and adrenalin and other substances in my blood stream...it really really hurt!
I then wrapped my wounded digits/hand in cling film (food wrap) followed by a bandage held in place with electrical tape, and then I crashed out asleep on the sofa.
I woke up for my alarm for work, the deep throbbing in my hand reminded my groggy mind about the stupid injury the evening before, took my dressing off, and blood immediately started leaking out again. The reality set in and I took myself to hospital.
40 something stitches, and a hand which took 6 months of physio to be able to work properly again. I still have numbness issues in the shaft of both fingers and thumb sometimes, but they work as they did before.
Pain? 7/10 at the time of the punched window, 10/10 with the antiseptic poured into it, 3 to 5 out of 10 while initially healing and doing physio.
Stupidity? 10/10 for all of it that weekend.