The Case Of The Severed Finger
Towards the end of our marriage when we both knew it was over my ex started looking around with no discretion. During the process of separating he had been in an accident at work where he nearly severed his finger from getting it caught in a latch handle on a door. The doctors advised him to just have the finger amputated, but he insisted in keeping it which meant high doses of antibiotics and bandage changes every day. When he came home from the hospital a nurse came out, gave him his shot, then told me I was to provide his care for the next month. This was news to me. I had been packing and storing my possessions and was ready to leave, thinking he was going to get the care he needed by others. I bit my tongue and stayed. We were also in the process of trying to sell the house, so one day as my ex lounged on a recliner as I shook hoping to inject him without killing him, a realtor arrived to assess the house. She was very pretty- tall, stacked and blonde. As she's talking...