Ouch!

Disclaimer: The injury shown in the photo below is the result of a workplace accident that was 100% my fault. In this country that has more than one million lawyers it might seem tempting to place the blame on my employer and attempt to extract some undeserved quantity of cash. Not the way I operate although I'm positive every Lionel Hutz (LINK) scumbag-type-lawyer in town would love to take this case all the way to the Supreme Court. I'm glad not to have lost the finger and my respect/fear for the wire braiding machines I work with on a daily basis has grown even greater. I really enjoy my job and want to keep it, whether it costs me a few fingers or not.

For a week after the accident I was taking Percocet (LINK) for pain relief. I have to say that I enjoyed it. It provided adequate respite from the ringing pain in the finger but the constipation, fatigue, dizziness, nausea, lightheadedness, headache, euphoria, dry mouth and anxiety gets old kind of fast. Combine all that with a six pack of Pabst and you've got yourself a very emotional one man party. One minute you're up, then next you're asleep for 15 hours. Days slip by. Boredom, idleness and work-absence-guilt kicks in. Party's over, get back to work. And I did.