Soapweed
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since I whacked off the top inch of my left index finger. We have had beautiful weather all week, and I hate to complain, but it was too beautiful. With absolutely no wind for about five days in a row, it became very necessary to rig up pumpjacks to obtain water for our cattle. On Wednesday morning, I had one rockin' and rollin' in good shape, and water was coming out of the leadpipe. All was well, so I unloaded a gallon of gas to set beside the pumpjack. While being distracted watching the cattle as they drank, I walked by the moving pumpjack. Feeling a funny sensation, I looked down to discover the front inch missing from the featured finger. The end of the bone was sticking out with blood gushing everywhere. It took me by too much surprise to even say a bad word. There was nothing left to gather up to even try to reattache. I called Peach on my cell phone and told her to come get me. Then I crossed the fence and stuck my bleeding hand into the cold water coming out of the pipe. It only was clean for a brief moment. As I started walking up the road to meet my ambulance driver, I did take the time to take a picture of my bleeding hand. :wink: These photos will not be displayed without your permission. A poll will be conducted to see if you want to see the pictures, and if you do, they will be displayed on a separate post with a gruesome warning attached.
To make a long story short, the doctor ended up amputating the finger to the first joint so a better job could be done in sewing up the damage. I shall get used to the new situation.
Here is how it looks now.
To make a long story short, the doctor ended up amputating the finger to the first joint so a better job could be done in sewing up the damage. I shall get used to the new situation.
Here is how it looks now.
