Between a Rock and a Hard Place-Sarah's finger

What started off as a fun day in the park turned out to be a fun day at the hospital.
While playing at the park with her cousins, Sarah's finger got caught underneath a large rock being used by a one year old as a hammer.

She was such a trouper. She actually ripped her own fingernail off that was hanging by a thread. I am not exactly sure how many stitches her pointer finger received...four? five? We will be back in the hospital tomorrow for a wound check, and if I remember, I will count.

I remembered two of her dislikes while at the hospital. One was being weighed. This is normal procedure for Emergency Room visits. We have not been able to get a correct weight on her in months. The second...the papoose.
Sarah never liked being confined or swaddled. Even as a baby. She was not a fan of the "papoose" they used to hold her still. Being a tough little girl, she wriggled her uninjured hand free during the stitching, and found her one comfort...her bellybutton.
Below is the last picture ever taken of her uninjured pointer finger. I believe that she is a lefty, and that was the finger the rock found.

I held her displaced fingernail in my hand for an hour and a half while waiting for the doctor. Moments before he saw us, I threw it away. Bad idea. The doctor asked for the nail, like a dentist would ask for a broken off tooth. He said that he could replace the nail which would guide the new one as it grew in. Who would have known?

I felt horrible. I knew that my tossing of the nail would result in a horrifically mangled new nail. Irrationally, I worried about her trauma in having a grotesque fingernail as a pre-teen. I guess fake nails are always an option.
Hammer boy and Sarah minutes before the accident. It was not Jake's fault. He just happened to find an awesome rock...an awesome pointy sharp rock, heavy enough to crush a finger.
All of the cousins before the accident. When we got back from the hospital, they were still at the park, waiting. When I asked Rachel what they did while we were gone, she said, "we prayed for Sarah".
That was the best news I heard all day.