Wood Splinter 1, Luvvie 0
I am currently limping around these parts because I got punked out by a wood splinter last night. I was minding my own business when I took a step and a sharp pain went through my left foot. After my reflex yelled out the loudest “F&VK” ever, I looked at my foot, and there was a small piece of wood just chilling in it. I still had on my sweater tights and socks, so I took those off and looked at my foot. No blood, but there was still a piece of wood under my skin, yet I could not see any opening. That damn magical splinter.
After a process of using a safety pin and cuticle remover to extract this piece of wood, I am now limping. Not sure if there is still a piece left in or if its from the soreness of breaking my skin to get it out. But when I put my foot down, it pricks. Imagine had I not had on them sweater tights and socks. I’d be a really hurting fool if it had gone deeper.
Either way, I got punked by a wood splinter.
Sidenote: Why is it that the smallest injuries tend to hurt the most at times? Like papercuts. Papercuts can make grown folks cry. Or when you hit your funny bone. Ain’t sh*t funny about it as you try to say to yourself “I ain’t gon be no b*tch!”
Edit: So apparently, I’m supposed to have wrapped it up and put some Neosporin on it to prevent infection. I didn’t do nothing of the sort. I hope my foot don’t fall off! Medications and hospitals are scary @ me!