My non-emo pain part 3

Because I know you're all so interested in the saga of my burnt finger, here is an update.

I somehow managed to get to sleep last night, and when I woke up, the pain was entirely gone. It was like magic. (Well, okay, it's not too happy when I move my finger.) I...am hoping this just means it's healing rather than that it has progressed into a third-degree burn with associated nerve damage. I figure if I still have feeling in the fingertip, it can't be that bad.

So all was going well, and then I smacked my hand against the wall in the shower and boom--no more blister. Yeah, I'm brilliant.

The blister was pretty disgusting, but I think it looks worse now. Well, it does when I can see it, which is rarely, because I have packed this thing up under two layers of gauze and...you know, at the moment I think there's more Neosporin (antibiotic ointment) on my finger than there is finger. Despite my precautions, my inner hypochondriac is exercising its right to go crazy at two in the morning, and is screaming about sepsis and tetanus.*

Please, please heal without further excitement, little burn. Srsly.


* Yes, I know I will have plenty of warning before sepsis sets in. I will go to a doctor if things get red and painful.