I was crewing on a new-to-me sailboat Saturday with a bunch of passengers that have never sailed before. There was an issue (jammed furling line) that required me to jump up onto the foredeck to fix, and everyone congratulated me on my quick reaction and calmness under pressure. I aw shucks’d the compliments, while hiding my righthand behind my back so no one would freak about the square inch of skin hanging off my index finger where the furling line bit into it.
Doing good, yeah. Thanks for asking. I was dumb and cut the flap of skin off instead of laying it back over the wound and hoping it’d reattached, but I put a little petroleum jelly and guaze over it for a couple days and now it’s just a bright pink fleshy bit.
I was crewing on a new-to-me sailboat Saturday with a bunch of passengers that have never sailed before. There was an issue (jammed furling line) that required me to jump up onto the foredeck to fix, and everyone congratulated me on my quick reaction and calmness under pressure. I aw shucks’d the compliments, while hiding my righthand behind my back so no one would freak about the square inch of skin hanging off my index finger where the furling line bit into it.
Are you healing well? I would’ve lost all the badass points when I started complaining.
Doing good, yeah. Thanks for asking. I was dumb and cut the flap of skin off instead of laying it back over the wound and hoping it’d reattached, but I put a little petroleum jelly and guaze over it for a couple days and now it’s just a bright pink fleshy bit.