No band aid. It's been 134 days since I had a naked thumb. It's not pretty but it works. I cried big ole tears when the last of the dead nail fell off. It was such a relief.
After the tears was jubilation. I could use both hands again. I washed my hair. I washed the dogs. I washed the dishes. I cleaned up my messy room. I cleaned up everything. I slept all night without something weird going on. I could use a q-tip to itch my ears. Try using one in your left hand. It's dangerous.
I can do lots of things I couldn't do before but there is still one thing I can't do yet. I need a few weeks of nail growth before me and Miss Luna get reacquainted. It's going to be awful for my poor left hand. I had just gotten over the sore fingers deal and now I have to start over. It's always something.