little bitty girl

Somehow, on my way to NY, I managed to rip off an inch of skin off my pointing finger of my right hand. My co-workers were teasing me when I told them that I needed to stop by a new Duane Reade. I always tend to forget the most mundane things and tend to end up there.

But really, I had to change my bandaid twice during an hour flight and I am thinking, that's not so normal, right? So, I decided to try the liquid bandaid stuff because I know the open wound needs to breathe and get nature's bandaid (aka a scab) but it hurt when something touched it.

Anyways, the disclaimer said “No sting” and let me tell you, it bloody well stung!! So now the skin around the wound is puckered and waterproofed but I am not so sure about the actual wound as it's still bloody stinging so I'm not really letting anything near it. If it still hurts tomorrow, I am just slapping an old school band aid on it and living with it for the rest of my life because I AM A BIG WIMP.