long story short...

[slumber]

i cut my finger on a can of soup (campbell settlement, here i come!) and had to get stitches in the ER in the middle of the night, in my flaming pink hello kitty pajamas, and now my finger is all dressed up so i either look like i'm perpetually giving someone the finger OR i bought the newest attachable toy from babeland.

happy chinese new year, folks.

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Re: X-D

[el-em-en-oh-pee.livejournal.com]

I was in California when they took the stitches out (several days after they recommended I get rid of them), and it was at this weird backwater clinic that covered everything from birth control/abortions to broken bones, instead of a proper hospital. So I wouldn't rely to heavily on my stitch removal experience.

Dissolving stitches would have been the best.

Re: X-D

[slumber.livejournal.com]

Aha! Awesome. :D I think I'm gonna go consult my dad on this to be sure. Or, like, you know, my twenty million other relatives who're all in health care one way or another. :|

Totally. :|

(Also, thanks so much for the assurances! I really dislike the thought of anticipated pain a lot, so. :| I feel much less iffy about the sitch of the stitch. :D)