Like many schools, my school has some classrooms that are divided by a doors that you can collapse and make one larger room. While getting ready for the tremendously successful Art and Technology Show, I was putting the wall back in place, and it is possible that I was not entirely conscious of where both of my hands were.
But I noticed pretty quickly when two of the segments of the wall joined on my right hand. It hurt so much that I did briefly wonder if I might be severed the ends of my fingers, but it wasn’t anything so dramatic. But it was bleeding so I took myself to the general office to get a something to slow it down.
As it happened, the hurt enough for me to go into shock, so I had a little lie down on the floor of the office which Krista and Jenny clean up and hand and looked after me for about a hour, until the colour returned to my face and I could stand up without waddling.
It certainly throbbed for a whole and, three days later, those fingertips are still a bit tender. But it’s all okay. But I did work a couple of half days after that since it took a bit of out of me.
Ugh – looks like you caught at least three fingers in there. I hope they stop being even a little bit tender soon.