A friend of mine came to work the other day with his pinkie finger all bandaged up. Seriously - from knuckle to tip, it was all cozy and snug inside an enormous wad of bandages. I asked him what happened and he said that he nearly cut his finger off Sunday cutting mistletoe for his son's Boy Scout fundraiser. OUCH!
He went to the ER right away - where he promptly waited 5 hours to be seen. Shortly before the doctor came in, he went out and asked someone if they thought his finger was still viable for a repair; they looked at, said 'Yes, there's still a little bit of pink left'. A few minutes later the doctor came in and stitched it back together. He didn't know how many stitches they'd given him, but he said it circles the entire pinkie in something that looks like a blanket stitch. Again I say OUCH!
He brought the mistletoe in to work to sell. A dollar a bunch. Boy, that seems like a mere pittance compared to what I'm sure his doctor bill will be!
Anyway, here's our Christmas photo … oddly enough, with mistletoe! (**Disclaimer: No fingers were harmed in the photographing of this mistletoe. Pinkie swear!)