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I slammed my left pinky finger in my car door. After much screaming and crying, T. And I went swimming at NARA anyway, where a very nice young woman at the snack bar gave me a Baggie of ice. This Baggie attracted a ton of little boy (not T.) attention because they thought maybe I caught a fish. The ice helped but the finger continued to bleed. R. came home to watch the kids. His mother is visiting so she drove me to the doctor where they took X-rays and said it was broken. It was still bleeding, so the next stop was a hand surgeon who said that was good because it was draining. Also, he gave me drugs.
I hope tomorrow will be better. It hurts amazingly.
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