North of 49

So the history of my left thumb is one that defies logic. I would have been 16 and I put it through a table saw, just a flesh wound or so it was thought.. The two screws are holding whats left of the bottom knuckle A few stitches  and no X-ray which was unfortunate if I'd had one it would have shown the bone fragment on the inside of the knuckle which would cause me some discomfort latter. Then when I was married just before the first one arrived I managed to plunge a razor knife into the end of it cutting to the bone that took two or three stitches. After marriage I took a corner of it off with a chef's knife at a restaurant I was co running I drove to emergency and they could only tape it back on so that when it healed I had a thumb that looked like Hannibal Lecter had tried tasting by slicing a morsel off . Then the Oct  incident in  a week after which I pretty much  severed it at the knuckle. about two weeks ...

The morning started out bad as I was not feeling well, my head felt like a balloon filled with porridge and gravel. Rather than a bug I think it is just an unhealthy life style catching up with me what with being a career smoker and eating like a teenager. Yeah the pretty much nightly ritual of gettin a glow on has to be mentioned. Add to this a stressful job environment, not because of the work but because of management style and the fact that I have a mind that sometimes wanders. There are other factors that contributed to this nasty injury and I will leave them out as I personally dislike re-visiting the moment in time where it all came to a point of CHAOS! unwrapped to take out the sutures  It truly amazes a person when you look back at a catastrophic event and it plays in slow motion. That is but a memory of what happened, don't look confused just yet I'm sure this thread will become more tangled as I write. I have been in several car accidents ...