Bound to happen...

It happened; finally what we've all been waiting for. I do have a slightly injury prone history; owing it to my knack for pushing things just a bit too far. Now hear me, I didn't send myself to the hospital or anything, but yes, I did give myself a good knock last week. I was helping a group put on a roof early in the week. We were hanging some OSB on the outside walls. I was walking the walls driving nails into the top of the boards, when I had the misfortune of slamming my finger with my weighty framing hammer. I avoided screaming profanities, and decided it'd be best for me to get down from the wall immediately, notably as I started feeling strangely sick to my stomach. I made it off the wall, and then down to the ground below which was down another 10ft. My head was spinning, heart racing, and finger throbbing. I sat down on cooler, but before I knew it, I was waking up, trying to figure out where in the world I was. A combination of pain, heat and dehydration had caused me to pass out! Crazy! I woke up, more or less pulling a 2x12 out of my mouth as I had fallen forward onto a pile of them. My finger is slowly healing. Here's a picture of where it's at about 2 weeks after the incident. You'll notice the four holes I drilled into the nail to drain it. I'm afraid I'll be losing the nail though, somewhat unavoidable.