I cut my finger Sunday evening. Here's how things were looking about 24 hours later:
I've healed even more since then, praise Cthulhu. There's little danger of the wound splitting open accidentally at this point, but I'm not forcing the issue. I can now wipe my ass in relative safety, but I still wash my hands extra-thoroughly just to be sure. I also use alcohol wipes to get rid of any unwanted little critters that might survive a soap wash.
In other news: my toe continues to leak more than it had. I don't know why this is happening; I haven't shoved a metal probe in there since that last debacle. Right now, I'm in Don't Fuck With It mode, trying to leave the wound as untouched as possible.
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