as you can see from the above photo, my finger is in a bit of a state.
i welcomed Ramadan by cutting my index finger really deeply via the food processor, thankfully it wasn't on, i was packing it away (at the time i was moving home) and i was sorting bits and bobs in a box when the slicer fell out of its place, i put my hand in and pressed my finger down firmly, at first i didn't realise that i had cut myself so i continued to press down, then the pain hit me....
i pulled my finger out and low and behold i could see right inside my finger, that's when the blood began to gush and it wouldn't stop...
the pain was horrible and i actually fainted for a few seconds woke up and put my finger under the tap for a few seconds, then took a tea towel and wrapped it up and held it tight until my husband came home.
he walked in and found me really pale and holding my finger.
mr whiteafrican: whats wrong?'
me: ummm i kinda cut my finger'.
mr whiteafrican: 'again"
yes folks its an every day occurrence for me to either cut myself or burn my self, but not to this extent.
me: yes again but this time its different.
he then un wrapped the tea towel and took me straight to a&e.
Friday night so you can imagine the wait, hours later they had stuck my finger with glue, bandaged it up and told me to keep it dry and clean for a week.