Fun with shards of glass

I set a glass down on the drying rack in the dish room at work last night, somewhere I thought it would stay. It decided that it didn't want to stay there and I went to catch it before it hit the floor. I did catch it before it hit the floor, but after it had shattered against the side of the counter.

I got a pretty good gash on my ring finger on my right hand. Lots of blood. Cleaned it up and bandaged it and decided that it probably would be okay. When I changed the bandage this morning, I changed my mind on that and went to the ER after work. It wasn't too bad. It took about two hours for me to be seen. About what I'd expected, given that I had a pretty nasty wound but that my finger was still in tact and that it had stopped bleeding.

They decided against stitching it up, given that it had happened last night and given the location and shape of it (sort of a U-shape around the side of my finger), but they did give me a tetanus shot and bandaged it up pretty good for me before sending me on my way...after, of course, I recovered from my near faint after making the mistake of watching the nurse dressing the wound.

I so was not cut out to be a doctor.