Day eight: Yesterday I was nailing together a bat house Dad and I started during his visit last weekend. I reloaded a finishing nailer with smaller nails, but didn’t notice there were a couple of long nails stuck in the gun, one of which went into my left index finger. It’s now bigger than my thumb and I can barely move it. Doc says it’s infected. After seeing a regular doc and an orthopedic specialist, I have an appointment with a hand surgeon tomorrow morning.
Claire calls it SF. That means “sausage finger.”