I like to run around in bare feet during the summer and bare footedness is associated with all sorts of inherent risks and hazards.
I began my Friday by venturing out on the porch and managed to impale the sole of my foot with a championship sliver of Douglas Fir.
Managing to pull most of it out I limped around for the balance of the day completing my chores and working around the yard and in the garden.
By Saturday morning I was a red, angry, festering wound.
On Saturday morning The Frau managed to dig most, if not all, of it out with a tweezers, a red-hot needle and plenty of rubbing alcohol to sterilize the surgical site.
Looking a bit better by Saturday night. My shots are current...
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Edit to add-
I finished my day today at the Walk In Clinic. After some lidocaine the
PA dug out the remaining quarter inch of Douglas fir. Five days of
cephalexin 500 mg and I should be dancing.
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