Work

I frantically read my book, CLEP Human Growth & Development because I felt left out... Everyone else was out working in the field and I was missing out! With a CLEP test coming up in a week, I had to study. So I read as fast as my little eyes could go and as soon as I finished, I ran the 1/4 mile to work. Thrilled just to be outside, I ran down the slight decline to those who were pushing brush into the bucket of the tractor and whoop! My feet flew out from under me and there I was--sitting on the ground. The pain was minimal, but I glanced down at my hand and noticed some cutaneous membrane out of place with a semi-deep crevice beneath. Being a nursing student, I concluded that I best return to the house and clean it up. Jumping in the truck I drove home and had, what I thought was, a decently clean wound in a jiffy. The day progressed nicely and a few hours later I was enjoying analyzing the lesion, but it just didn't look clean enough. With the assistance of a needle, I came to the conclusion that there was granite in my hand. I tried a few times to coax it out, but to no avail. Then my dad and a few other people started squeezing, pinching, pushing, poking, and many other painful procedures on my hand. Finally, with some tweezers, they pulled the rock out of my hand. Of course, this whole time we sterilized our tools like good Microbiology students. One thing I would not recommend is sterilizing a tool and not giving sufficient time for it to cool... My dad tried that, and I think it hurt worse than everything else put together.

Before surgery...

After procedure...

Discovered to be the best way to keep a charcoal poultice on.

"And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strenght is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." 2 Corinthians 12:9