This of course happened to me on a Saturday--I always seem to get injuries on the weekend, when I can't easily check in with a doctor. By Sunday my finger was quite swollen, and I got more and more nervous that they would have to cut my rings off. Not sure why I didn't do research--ice was the right idea, but I also should have kept the finger raised above my heart level--something I will remember in the future. Along with not wearing my rings when I am doing manual labor.
I didn't want to go to the emergency room to have it checked out--I was afraid they would cut off my rings. I didn't want to say anything to my husband--these of course were my wedding ring and a diamond ring. Not my engagement ring--I hardly ever wear that, after a close call where the diamond fell out some years ago. A story in itself --my husband was determined to find the diamond, and did. On the floor of a ski shop where we had been earlier in the day. When he finally asked my how my finger was doing (back to the finger jam story), I said I was worried they might have to cut off the rings. I could tell he was freaked, although tried not to show it. He said he thought the swelling would go down; no need to cut off the rings...
I cooked dinner on Sunday, which I shouldn't have done--I'm sure the cutting and other preparing didn't help the swelling. But it was Palm Sunday, and I bought rack of lamb so I could try a recipe from the WSJ that came from a DC restaurant I haven't been to--the Blue Duck Tavern. The recipe called for marinating the racks overnight (I bought 2 but should only have bought 1 for 3 people), then browning the lamb before cooking it in the oven (in the pan) and marinating it with a mustard sauce. At the same time I cooked asparagus as laid out in the recipe (also cooked in the oven). The recipe was very good, although the lamb was probably rarer than it should have been. My husband only learned to eat food that's less than well done since we've been married. But we all ate it; it definitely was juicy. I'll probably use the recipe again for a special occasion, but cook the lamb a bit longer. My oven usually cooks fast, so I thought I was OK with the minimum time noted in the recipe. I should have used a meat thermometer... Not sure why rack of lamb is considered so fancy--I've never ordered it in a restaurant (too expensive), and have had it only once, I believe--at a ski resort in Quebec called Le Chanteclair. They had gourmet meals every night there. Anyway, my husband asked what exactly is rack of lamb--I said I thought it was just a bunch of lamb chops stuck together. Not sure whether the rack is where the individual chops come from, or whether they come from another part of the lamb. I assume the rack is from the ribs--some of the chops are from the shoulder, I believe.
On Monday my doctor made room at the end of her appointments (she was finishing around noon because she was headed for a Seder that evening). I could move the rings, so she said they didn't need to be cut off--yet. She confirmed that the emergency people probably would have cut them off. She made me a splint (said the one I was wearing--from the drugstore finger kit--was not good. It was straight, which she said could stiffen the joint). She told me to keep my hand raised above my heart, and continue to use ice. If the swelling didn't come down, the rings would need to come off. And she would do a xray to see if any bone had splintered--that apparently sometimes happens with a jam.
I kept my hand up the rest of the day, including at night (she said to prop my hand up on pillows), and used the ice pack the maximum 4 times. Yesterday (Tuesday) morning the finger looked bad--I couldn't really move the rings and the area above them was quite puffy. I used the ice, then decided to take a shower. After I was done, I put hand lotion on, and found that I could move the rings. I got them to the knuckle, and after a few tries finally twisted them over the knuckle and off my swollen hand. Was I relieved! I still spent the entire day with my hand raised--watched movies on TCM since there wasn't much else I could do, and I wasn't feeling well. My husband took the dog to "doggie day out" so I wouldn't have to walk her. (The day before, I ginned up a makeshift sling with a scarf so I could keep my hand up.)
By dinnertime last night, I realized that I didn't really need to keep my hand up any more--the swelling would come down eventually, and the immediate danger of losing my rings was over. So I'm not as concerned about the finger. In fact, I'm using it right now--doing my usual typing. It doesn't hurt at all, but keeps changing color--red, blue, yellowish green... And the lower section, just above where the rings were, is still very puffy.
So I'm off to yoga--free classes this week at the yoga studio, to make up for all the classes that had to be cancelled during the February Snowmageddon. Hopefully, my recovering fingers (trigger and jam) will be OK during downward facing dog...