I have birthed two children. I have broken multiple bones. I have withstood countless wankle injuries. But so help me, the wound that I fear may be my demise is this:
Sweet Mufasa this tiny cut on the tip of my finger, which bleeds into my nailbed, has brought me to my knees. At moments, it has rendered me incapable of any and all activity that requires the use of my hands. The incomprehensible part is that I have identical cuts on three other fingers. TRES. When one heals slightly, another one opens.
The logical explanation is to blame my damaged digits on winter. WINTER IS COMING. The winter skin: It dries. It cracks. It bleeds.
However I can’t help but wonder – what if this is due in part to my excessive blogging? Do I have a case of blogger fingers? Or as I shall call them from here on out – blingers.
Is this a legitimate side effect of people who blog every day? Are there blinger bandages? Does my insurance have blinger coverage? Because we are going bowling tonight and I can only imagine the bleeding and blisters that will occur when I bend my blingers into a bowling ball. Blech.
To recap, I am only halfway through this month-long writing exercise and a) I have a raging case of blingers, and b) I have so few ideas for posts that I just wrote 238 words about my blingers.
Banana Wheels 
Blingers may be a real thing because ever since I started NaBloPoMo, I have very similar problems with both of my thumbs. Or it’s just the dry air of winter, but blingers sounds so much cooler and important.
So it IS a thing. Blinger sufferers unite!
Sweet Mufasa and blingers. Dying. I got a paper cut in the bed of my thumbnail once and I thought I was going to die. It got all infected and my whole thumb was hot and throbbing. Finger injuries are the worst.
Awful! If this gets infected I will check myself into the hospital.
It’s NaBloPoMo halftime, baby! Time to tape those blingers, dig deep and get back to that keyboard. You’ve got this!
Thank you for the pep talk. I can’t wait to read your book. As long as it doesn’t give me paper cuts on my blingers.
You can krazy-glue blingers. Totally works. They also make some fancified blinger-finger-cut-chemical-bandage crap that’s totally just crazy glue but with a brush. I use it all winter because I freaking hate blingers.
Does it count that my blingers are not from blogging but from forgetting moisturizer? Didn’t think so. I’ll call mine blingers for blighted fingers. Nothing sounds as severe as blight. Except dropsy. But I don’t think my fingers have dropsy. Maybe.
Just say no to the dropsy! Eegads. I seriously need to find some of that finger glue. I’ll be making a stop at the drug store today.
Pingback: Three things | Banana Wheels