I just got the end of my little finger cut off on friday night. My house i live in is bout 100 yeasrs old, so all the doors are crooked and sit, and the part that makes the door knob lock is ,mad sharp in every room.
Anyway thougfh, i was on my way out the room and my sister shut the door behiund me, but my finger werent out the door the whole way. I could feel the pain really travel up my arm and up to my head. Blood splatered across the room and shit, i had blooid drippin out like water. I look at my finger and its barely even still on. I could sit there and watch it, if that happened to somebody else, but it really makers you feel sick when its your owen hand. I was gettin mad woozy, and i opened my eyes and i couldnt see anything. I had to feel my way the phone barely bein able to see. I called up my boy to give m,e ride to the hospital. I said i was bout to pass out and he tells me not to cuz he wont be able to drag me to the car. So im siitin here, bout to pass out or throw up or go into shock or sonethin. He finally shows up and we get to the er and we go inside and they make me sit there for 15 minutes while my boy fillin out paper work and shit. I got a paperr towel gushin with blood.
So all they did mostly was give me some nice pills and wrapped up my hand and gave me some stitches. Im gonna be wearin this huge-ass bandage over half my hand for a couple weeks and they say i might never have the end of my little finger or a nail there if it doesnt healk proprly.
It doesnt hurt real bad until i sdtop takin my pills, so it aint that bad. But the shit fucked up my weeekrnd.
No lie. If i had a digital camera id show you some pics, but i dont.
BTW, im typoin with one hand and its my bad hand. thats why i keep fuckin up on my typing.