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Ouch

I was grunt labor in a sand sculpture contest yesterday for my company. My missing piece of skin there is now part of the sculpture. I was tasked with tamping. A tamper is a big metal plate at the end of a long handle. I slammed the tamper down to pack down the sand and water mixture into our forms.

That blister ripped off with only 6 inches of sand in our form, and we had 3.5 feet to go. I wrapped athletic tape around my thumbs (which look similar) and across my hands. Then I found some gloves.

When the form was built, the first aid tent freaked a bit when they saw my blisters. They just dumped alcohol all over them and gauzed me up. I had to go back a few times in the afternoon after some more labor. They covered it in iodine the last time.

It was 95 degrees yesterday (blissfully with no humidity at least). My neck feels burnt. I have never drank so much water and not urinated any of it out (around 20 some bottles over a five hour period). To top it off, my hands are pretty much useless for a couple days.

However, it still beat sitting in front of a computer all day.

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