The Plot - Operation Itchy Hands

Since the acknowledgement of my itch for bowling yesterday, 10 team mates have plotted against me behind my back.

This morning like any other morning, sleepy head dragged herself out of bed. I must admit that my early morning routine is so well choreographed that I don't even need to open my eyes to see where I am going. My senses will guide my way to the toilet in the dark. This choreography is designed to help prolong my sleep as long as possible even if by a few more minutes. Hey, every second counts when you are darn sleepy! So, technically I wake up sitting on the throne. =)

This morning a hitch occurred in the routine. I managed to touch base at the toilet in my sleep walking mode. When I closed the door behind me, I had no idea how it happened but it was fast. My eyes flipped open by the silent scream inside me. One of my fingers was caught between the door and the door frame. Ouch! Luckily, I didn't bang the door hard. Nonetheless, it was painful and a spot of blood clot developed under my finger nail. I have to keep pressing and massaging my injured finger to disperse the blood clot before my finger nail turns black because then it would mean bad news! A blackened finger nail is a sign that blood has stopped flowing into the nail. In other words, the nail is dead.

I only know of 2 ways to deal with a dead finger nail.

Option #1: Wait months for the new finger nail to grow and push the dead nail out of its nail bed. However, you will risk the nail growing unattached to its nail bed. No more pretty nails. Pain meter: Ouch, ouch, ouch!

Option #2: Get the doctor to be the bad guy and pull out the dead nail with a pair of pliers. The new nail will grow out sitting perfectly on its nail bed as if nothing has happened. Pain meter: Out of reading range.

Right now my finger nail is injured but still very much alive because the blood clot is still red in colour. I'm sure that it will heal soon as long as I keep pressing on it, encouraging the blood to un-clot itself.

Point to ponder: Of all 10 fingers, why only the ring finger on my right hand was injured?

The plotters were good because they made sure that even with an injured finger, it will not disrupt my daily life, such as typing on the computer keyboard. The only thing that I can't possibly do right now is bowl as bowling requires the participation of my thumb, index finger and ring finger. I guess my fingers are not as eager as I am to play bowling. They don't even want to go through the sport and tire themselves. So, they all plotted to have one of their members injured. Muahaaha!!!

Operation Itchy Hands Post Mortem:

Itchy hands: Unruly scratched.
Bowling plan: Scrapped.
Casualty: 1 team member injured. Now recuperating under massage therapy.

Operation: Successful.