Recently I put a big slice in my thumb as I was cutting up a salad. It was a bloody mess. I thought about stitches but decided I was too macho for that. It took me a while to get my wife to stop saying “where they have always been” when I asked about the Band Aides but I finally got them.
I found that I was grateful for such a simple thing as plastic bandages. There was something almost magical about them. Compression was not stopping the bleeding but when I wrapped that piece of plastic and gauze around the flesh and cranked it down, nothing leaked.
It isn’t just thankfulness for the invention. It is also being grateful that I could buy enough to change the dressing three or four times a day. Another thing that has come clear to me is that I am not only grateful that they exist but that I can afford the better ones. There are areas in life where quality makes a big difference. It is very helpful to have a bandage that will not fall off in 15 minutes. The cheep ones tend to do that. The better ones you have to force off.
I am healed. I am thankful for the small advances in our civilization as well as the big.
homo unius libri
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