The Finger: I’d like to say it was healed, but…
Before two operations, pieces of wire sticking out of my finger and agony.
After
Can you see difference? No, me either. But it gets better…
This is now the closest thing to a fist I can make.
Oh, and it’s still too painful to write with and every time I accidentally knock it I feel as though someone is stabbing me in the hand with a knife
But apart from that, it’s all just splendid. Oh, wait, no it’s not.
I’m told my finger will never work the same and I may not get the full use of my fist making/gripping ability back.
So Glad I went through all that now.
Sigh.
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I'm Heather, an ex expat, now back in blighty and living in Lancashire. Which is just like Lapland... only less snowy and stuff.





















