"Slam!"
That's what I heard last Saturday night in the pitch black darkness. I had closed my dads truck door and ended up crushing my finger in between the door and the frame.
See how tight that is?.....
....and see how big my finger is compared to that?!
I was very much hurting a lot when it happened. When it did happen, I immediately yanked it out without opening the door whatsoever. I did a dance to where I lifted my finger up to the heavens, and then down between my legs. Didn't hurt enough to cry, but it still left me cowering away. Bad door!!
Here's what it looked like all until today:
Very painful. I went to the ER today and got it looked at because the swelling still hasn't gone down yet, and my mom thought it might be fractured. We both felt silly going there for a finger, but we went anyway and got all the blood under my fingernail by drilling a tiny whole in it. Don't worry, didn't hurt. Now it's looking a lot better, and I hope my fingernail grows back fast! (Oh yeah, forgot that part. I'm actually going to lose it, pretty disgusting huh?) ;)
So that's pretty much it really........im out of the phase of using "keep on keeping-on", it sounds really cheesy to me now. How about ending this with a bible verse?
"17 For I will restore health to you,
and your wounds I will heal, declares the Lord,"
-Jeremiah 30-17a
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