I recently went over to my boyfriend's place for a little date night. We planned to have a chill evening cooking together and watching movies. Things started off really well. We went down to the store to buy some food for dinner then made a strawberry daiquiri each (with very little alcohol in it) before cooking. After making dinner we sat down and watched some tv together. It was when we were doing dishes that thing took a bad turn. He was washing and I was drying. After a couple of dishes, I noticed the blade from the blender and thought to myself that I needed to be careful. I dried it carefully or so I thought until I felt the blade slice my thumb. I dropped it and turned to my boyfriend uttering a pathetic, "Help me." I knew blood was gushing out of my finger and I was trying to stay calm while internally worrying it was a deep cut and that I needed to go to the hospital. After a bit of a panic to find the first aid bag while I held onto my finger so tight my opposite hand went numb, he was able to clean me up and cover the wound.
Now I have a cut right below the top joint of my right thumb. It's not a deep cut thankfully but significant enough that clots formed to seal it up. Since the placement is bad I can't move my thumb which means I can't grip anything with my right hand which makes it basically useless. Being one handed is really annoying, more so since I can only use my nondominant hand. There is a bunch of stuff I can't do now like putting in contacts, putting on makeup, anything to do with my hair, cooking anything that needs prep, and most embarrassing of all, putting on my bra. I've been skipping most of those things but the bra thing is kinda necessary so I need to employ help to do it up. Overall I just feel extremely pathetic.
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