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Okay, I haven't managed to re-establish the reading-DW habit yet. Or... do it at all, really. But! Reconnecting with the interface, etc! So I shall now tell you about the Most Pathetic Injuries Ever, both of which I have suffered in the last week.

First, my grievous stabbing. By which I meaen a splinter that was just so annoying in its tininess.

See, I'd noticed, suddenly, that when my left ring finger brushed against my middle finger, it sort of hurt. It was super-annoying, so I looked at my finger, and saw... nothing. But there was still pain!

Upon closer examination, I noticed a little dark spot. No, smaller than you're thinking. Like, look at a hair, end-on, right? About, oh, a quarter that size.

Looking at it side-on, I confirmed it was definitely a splinter of some kind, as it stuck out of the skin maaaybe 0.1mm.

I had to borrow [personal profile] velithya's tweezers to get it out, as they are newer and better than mine, because my tweezers don't apparently meet perfectly at the very very tip so it didn't stick out far enough for my tweezers to grip.

Epic poetry will be written about my suffering. Or would've been, except [personal profile] velithya out-suffered me by burning her fingers slightly the next day in a sleep-deprived moment of oops, so I had to out-stupid her injury, apparently, and I managed that HANDILY.

In that two days ago, while eating noodles for lunch, and reading, and also talking to Chas about something, I was a little distracted is the issue here is what I'm saying, I managed to sort of miss my mouth and stabbed myself in the lip with my fork. I didn't think much of it until after lunch when I felt like I had something on my lip and went to wipe it off and found dried blood crumbling away.

I currently look permanently like I have a little bit of chocolate ice cream or something on my chin/lower lip, but it's actually a little scab from where I stabbed myself with a fork, because I missed my mouth, and seriously, there's a reason the toddlers I know eat with plastic cutlery but I am thirty freaking four years old.

So that's my week in Pathetically Trivial Wounds That I Feel More Inclined To Complain About Than I Did About A Broken Leg.
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From:[personal profile] velithya
Date: April 1st, 2015 12:14 am (UTC)
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The scabs are mostly gone now?

:)
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From:[personal profile] lilysea
Date: April 1st, 2015 01:06 am (UTC)
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When I'm extra-tired, I eat with a plastic spoon instead of a metal spoon to prevent injuries.
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From:[personal profile] sqbr
Date: April 1st, 2015 03:05 am (UTC)
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I managed to give myself a small but very painful burn on the TOASTER the other day. Sympathies.
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From:[personal profile] fred_mouse
Date: April 2nd, 2015 05:08 am (UTC)
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joining the pathetic injuries brigade..

I managed to twist my ankle on dry, flat ground in full sun with not a honkey nut to be seen. While ambling along.
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