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poliphiloI got up in the night and went to the bathroom and happened to look at my hands and saw they were turning blue.
The discolouration was most noticeable at the knuckles and joints. It looked subcutaneous. Had I done something to cause bruising? I didn't think so. There was no pain, the fingers still wiggled excellently. Unpleasant words started running through my head- cyanosis, doctors, hospital...
"Oh well," I thought. "Nothing I can do about it now. I'll go back to bed."
My hands were still blue in the morning. I was getting used to it. "Perhaps they've always been blue," I thought, "And I've just never noticed before."
And then I remembered how yesterday I'd been breaking in a new pair of fingerless gloves. At one point I'd got them wet- and clearly what had happened was that the dye had run.
The discolouration was most noticeable at the knuckles and joints. It looked subcutaneous. Had I done something to cause bruising? I didn't think so. There was no pain, the fingers still wiggled excellently. Unpleasant words started running through my head- cyanosis, doctors, hospital...
"Oh well," I thought. "Nothing I can do about it now. I'll go back to bed."
My hands were still blue in the morning. I was getting used to it. "Perhaps they've always been blue," I thought, "And I've just never noticed before."
And then I remembered how yesterday I'd been breaking in a new pair of fingerless gloves. At one point I'd got them wet- and clearly what had happened was that the dye had run.
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Date: 2019-01-04 04:00 pm (UTC)