I’d never seen one of these before.
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Here it is again, with a coin giving you an idea of the actual size:
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It certainly reminds you of the net for a cube, or possibly an open box.
It’s the backing for an adhesive plaster, as needed by anyone foolish enough to attempt a do-it-yourself thumbectomy while gardening.
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And here it is in action. It’s certainly a lot neater than my original bandage, which was about the size of a peach. It doesn’t look much now, and it’s all cleared up quite considerably, but it didn’t half hurt, and there was a vast amount of blood – I needed some quick improvisation to avoid a carpet crisis.
Footnote: the nurse checked my records to make sure I didn’t need a tetanus update, and shamefacedly I had to admit I’d done just the same, with the same secateurs, two years before. She burst out laughing, and I tried to be indignant – “You’re supposed to be an angel of mercy, not a critic!” – but neither of us could keep a straight face.
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