Slightly over a year ago, I tore a tendon in my finger, and naturally I wrote about it at the time. Since then, I’ve been aware that I never updated you all about how effective the treatment had been. When I got the splint taken off, the finger was too stiff to bend much at all and it was hard to tell how straight it was going to end up. I know that most of you lot couldn’t care less but I get quite a few hits on that post even now, probably from people who’ve also got a mallet finger, so I thought I’d do a quick update, by way of a public service.
One of the nice things about having the blog is that you’re reminded of all sorts of things you’d forgotten. When the splint came off and the stiffness had subsided, I didn’t really think the results were all that impressive. The finger was still pretty bent and although I could straighten it with a bit of effort, it never really matched the rest of the hand. For a while I found I was still pretty clumsy with it (even more clumsy than normal, that is). I felt that by stupidly leaving it for so long before I got it treated that I’d really left it too late. All the discomfort of wearing the splint was in vain and I would be left with a permanently disfigured hand. The fact that it was my dominant hand was just the cherry on the cake.
Then, a few weeks ago, I happened across the original posting and realised why some of my readers had found the picture so disturbing. Eek! That looked awful! Looking at my damaged hand, I realised that actually it wasn’t quite so damaged after all. In fact it’s pretty good, considering. I don’t know if it gradually got better, or if I just had too high expectations. Sure it’s never going to win any prizes in any ‘straightest finger’ competition. But on the other hand (no, wait, on the original … oh, you know what I mean) I was demonstrating it to my brother in law last weekend while we were having one of those competitive ‘who’s got the most pointless sporting injuries’ conversations and he couldn’t even work out which finger had been hurt. It turns out that time really does heal all wounds, eventually.*
But I’ll let you be the judge. Ye of squeamish dispositions, perhaps you shouldn’t look below the jump. The rest of you, compare and contrast away. And if you’ve come here because you tore your finger and you’re wondering if it’s worth getting it fixed a month after the event – be reassured
*And if that’s not the motto of the NHS, perhaps it should be