Glassed Off

Six years ago I went to the Cote d’Azur for the first time, it was June 2012 and I spent a weekend with my future husband. We were both a bit nervous and let’s just say, we may have had a bit too much to drink!

At one point I put a wine glass down on the tiled floor and it shattered, a shard going into my hand and there being quite a lot of blood. Luckily I was too drunk to really notice and shrugged it off.

Time went on, the wound healed but I was left with a puncture mark on the palm of my hand and the nagging sense that there was glass in my hand as it would catch on a nerve from time to time.

Over the past few weeks I noticed swelling a centimetre away from the entry wound. I tried a pin, tweezers, a warm compress and magnesium sulphate on a plaster to try and draw the glass out. I even had a dream about miniature scissors coming out of my hand last night, how weird!

Tonight, after six years, I could finally feel the edge of the glass and very, very carefully with tweezers (as I really didn’t want to break the bugger) I drew the offending piece of glass out of my hand. A 4mm long shard of glass came out cleanly and finally the ordeal was over. Six years later! Did I mention it was SIX years?!

I can’t begin to describe the relief I felt. Apparently glass is really tricky to remove and would have involved surgery. It doesn’t show up easily on x-rays so hurrah for nature!

I am now officially glass free and am celebrating with a glass of… oh!

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