When I was just getting started in the construction field, long about 18, I guess, we were building condominumums on P-Cola Beach, just about one of the hottest places on the planet, at that time of year .,., the rest of the guys were already rolling up extension cords and putting stuff in their trucks, I was putting together corners, and just had a few more nails to put in the one I was working on .,., so .,., instead of letting it go till tomorro, and start picking up .,., I decided to finish those last few nails, the board was crooked ., so, I pushed it in to place with one hand and went to shoot it wih the nail gun .,., Oooops! The gun slipped and my finger hit the trigger just as the gun hit my middle finger .,., 16 penny framing nail sticking half way through my center finger. Yikes! I screamed, and started running in circles around the area I was in, somebody on the ground leaned up a latter for me to get down.
The bosses name was Gay, he came running over and took my hand and looked at the damage .,., he was not a happy camper! He said .,., Get in the truck .,., we headed across the bridge into Gulf Breeze .,., one of the big bosses was right beside us, I acted like I was gonna wave at him with the hand with the nail in it .,., Gay said, No, don't do that!
We got to the hospital in Gulf Breeze, and immdiately a guy went to get something for the pain ., came back with a syringe full of Novicane or some strong local pain killer, and shot it right in the gap between my center finger and the one's on each side. (Two Shots) The pain went away almost instantly .,., it was finally decided after an x-ray, that the nail missed the bone, and a guy with a pair of pliers came and started twisting and turning it, and finally pulling it out.They said if it had got any closer to the bone, they would have had to amputate part of the finger.
