Further proof I need a keeper

Cut a nice slice into my finger this afternoon. After 30 minutes of applying pressure it didn't stop bleeding so I called an advice nurse and they wanted me to visit a doctor. But instead of coming into the emergency room to wait around with a lot of sick people, they suggested I go to the Urgent Care facility in Hayward where they could schedule me an appointment. I was planning on spending the afternoon with a friend (our regular Supernatural watching date) and when I called to cancel she offered to bring me there. That was very kind, considering it is a 45-minute trip each way and she hates to drive. But it saved me about three hours on public transportation.

My finger was still bleeding when we got to the clinic, but the doctor said putting in stitches would just make it take longer to heal, so they cleaned it and covered it with iodine and then put those adhesive strips on it to close the wound. Then wrapped it up and put this metal thing over the end to prevent me from knocking my finger against anything and opening up the cut. It is making typing very interesting. Oddly, it hardly hurts. It throbbed a little after I cut it and a few hours ago I felt a few twinges, but took some ibuprofen and now it is fine.

Then we got pizza and went back to her place to eat, drink wine, and watch last week's episode of SPN, which I greatly enjoyed (despite Rowena). So not a completely terrible day.

That was a lot of information about something not very important. Lots of wine = overshare.