And, I can't yet!
I went back to work today. This is what most of my work looked like before much editing:
I went vack to wrk rotday. This is whar mosr od my woek looked like vedoee much edieing.
Typing with 3 fingers just doesn't work well!
But, I'm back to work. I just wish I were back in the garage. And, I would be if I didn't care if my finger healed properly. Everytime I change my bandage, which is about every 3 days, I see this oozing open wound. Shouldn't it be healing up by now??? There's this flap of stuff at the tip of my finger and I think it should be sticking to the rest of my finger by now, but it isn't. So, I'm giving it more time - until next Monday, anyway!
I see the surgeon then. If he says I'm on the mend, I'm heading home to sand my cradle and nail the next baby bed together (the one I was cutting wood for when the saw and I had our disagreement!). I miss being in the garage, so much more than I missed work-work!
But, I do have to say, that I was happy to be back to work today. I missed my coworkers, and I missed having something to do. At a time when so many people are out of work, I truly am thankful to have a job that I can go to, where I enjoy the environment and the people I spend my days with.
But, still, hurry, hurry, hurry little finger - heal up! I want to use you again soon.