This afternoon, I vividly experienced the truth of the saying, “Haste makes waste.” Expecting that I would be late for a tutoring session unless I rushed to get there, I carelessly slammed my car door on my right pinky, and without thinking at all, instantly yanked it out of the closed door with great force.
The combined force of the door slam and my yanking produced a nasty partial tearing of skin and tissue off my finger. As it began to drip blood, I bemoaned my foolishness and realized that I was not going to make it to the tutoring session.
Nearly two hours later, after getting three stitches in my finger at an urgent care facility, I went to the library to see if my student might still be there. I discovered that he had already left.
Not only had I lost the money for the missed tutoring session, I now had incurred many hundreds of dollars of medical expenses because of my carelessly rushing around. Beyond that, there will be additional expenses for a tetanus shot tomorrow and for getting the stitches out ten days from now.
Mercifully, God spared me from any broken bones or torn tendons in my finger. In spite of my injury, I was also still able to teach a guitar lesson this afternoon for two new students.
God has allowed so far for there to be very little pain per se after the initial injuries. I hope and pray that He may graciously see fit not to allow my finger to become infected and for it to heal properly.