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Warning – if blood and graphic pictures bother you don’t look below. Hand photo – where the cut it goes all the way threw and is quashed back together.
3:30pm - When I got home Friday October 4, 2013 from work I needed to cut a board and get ready to go to the Cudahy Homecoming football game.
(Needed to check in with the Attendance Taker and Hall Monitor – did hear Attendance Taker was present and sharing written notes with person next to them and Hall Monitor was not present)
3:55pm - So I measured my board, marked it and began to saw it on my electric compound miter saw. Half way during the sawing it jammed up when it hit an unknown knot on the backside of the wood. The wood jumped up and with it my left hand which was holding the piece of wood with it.
I felt the blade cut my fingers, but I didn’t know how bad it was, I just knew it was bad by the amount of blood gushing out. I quickly wrapped my hand called my wife to get me to the hospital. She works close to the house and would be faster than 911.
The rag was now dripping with blood and the pain was immense. I ran upstairs dripping blood everywhere. Got to the bathroom sink and washed it off. What I saw was my Index finger just hanging there by some skin with the bone clearly cut apart and the middle finger sliced open.
3:59pm - I grabbed a packet of blue ice from the freezer and wrapped my finger in it, got a hand towel and wrapped up and ran outside. My wife was home now. She could see the hand towel was already soaking with blood. We drove to St. Luke’s South Shore (Trinity). By the time we got to the hospital, the pain had stopped. I didn’t know if this was a good or bad sign.
4:04pm - I ran into the ER while my wife parked and the lady taking names was like “name and information”. I gave her what she asked for and told her what happen. She came back with, “Would you like a bucket for the dripping blood?”
I said, “I don’t give a crap about the dripping blood I need to see someone now.”
To which see said, “Someone from triage will see you soon in the order you came in”
I said “Priorities woman”
She told me to sit down and someone from triage will see me soon.
My wife came in and could not believe I was just sitting there.
They called for the next person, who was an older man with a cough and then a lady with breathing issues.
I got up from the chair and asked her, “Do you know how long it is going to be, I sawed my finger almost all the way off and I don’t want to lose it!”
She smiled at me and repeated, “Someone from triage will see you soon”
I said to her, “this isn’t a case of the sniffles, I cut my finger almost all the way off and time is of the essence!”
She didn’t reply.
An older man came in with an animal bite, which might have rabies and he was told to wait as well.
I think someone from the hospital needs to look at the footage and make corrective actions of priorities in the ER. I waited about 20 minutes to be seen by the triage nurse who when she saw it quickly took me to an ER room and got me a doctor.
I think the registration person needs to have an understanding of priorities and appears to be too much desensitized. I also understand that way too many people use the ER for things that an Urgent Care would be the correct place.
The ER doctor looked at it, ordered x-rays, and talked with the hand surgeon (Dr. Watchmaker). Dr. Watchmaker doesn’t have surgery rights at St. Luke’s South Shore, so they decided to transfer me to St. Luke’s.
My wife drove me to St. Luke’s and we got there at 7:45pm. When we got there a guy was dragging his wife in, so my wife and I helped him. It looked like she had a stroke. The people in the ER there took her right away and took me to a room to prep for surgery. They had the OR open for 8:15pm.
Dr. Watchmaker talked to me before they put my under to tell me that 3/16 width of bone was missing (that was the thickness of my blade) so they would have to put two pins in to hold the bone together. It looked like one of the nerves was intact, however the tendon was ripped up and ground up like it was in a meat grinder so movement of the finger will be no. Since the finger was only 97% off and blood was still flowing with feeling in the fingertip they would not amputate today. They will watch if the finger gets in the way, it might be best to cut it off, however it could take up to a year to decide that. The blade also ripped up the skin, so it would be an open wound stiches, so no hard cast for a while.
Dr. Watchmaker performed the surgery to reattach my finger, which was successful, and didn’t want me to stay in the hospital to limit MRSA infection possibility.
Over the next two years I will need a few more surgeries.