In a dream I had a week or so ago, I nearly cut my right index finger off while using an office paper cutter, it only remained attached by a flap of skin. I seemed unwilling to go to the emergency room with it for some reason, so instead I just wrapped a Band-Aid around the finger, hoping that the cut bone, nerves, blood vessels, etc., would magically re-attach if I was careful not to jar the finger too much.
The dream continued all last night thru the wee hours of the morning until I finally woke up at 11, just a few minutes ago. In my dreams I'm convinced that the accident really happened, and my finger really was nearly severed in an office accident. I've thus been slowly learning not to jar the finger (still wrapped in its single not-too-effective Band-Aid), to write with my thumb and middle finger while the bandaged index finger hovers there; pulling zippers shut, eating, etc., all the while monitoring whether my finger is actually getting any better, and thinking that perhaps I should reinforce the Band-Aid with duct tape. Still no thought of going to a doctor with it.
At this point I'm hoping one of two things: One, that I stop having this "to be continued" serial dream, or Two, that it resolved itself without too much more drama.
I mean, you try picking your nose in such a situation...
Sunday, November 25, 2012
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3 comments:
Nose pickin' ain't an option, there, bubba.....
Oh man, hopefully NOT!!! I don't think I've ever had one that continued to the next night!
You will, of course, keep us posted on the number of digits you possess, should that change?
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