I am fine

But regardless of that fact, we are about to go to the hospital.  Erika assures me we will be fine, and that we need to go.  Any trauma to me can hurt the baby.  Also, this finger will probably need re-attached.

I woke up missing my finger.  It was resting on the night stand, next to a sprig of lemon balm.

The wound's been dressed, but now I'm being rushed out of my seat.

I do not like missing my left ring finger, but I would like being arrested even less.  I

This is Extra.  I have taken  the computer from her.  We are leaving now, no matter how much she flails at me.