I was going to just cut the rest of it off...My pop said...nope, just place that piece on the stump, and tape it on...it will grow back.
I thought he was nuts...but it worked.
Broke my hand years later...sliding into second base. I knew where I broke it...and how it was broke. People told me..."Oh you have to go the doctor...!!" I didn't go...it never hurt, and I knew they couldn't cast it. And lo and behold...it healed.
LOL.. “And lo and behold...it healed.”
I mashed my knee really bad to the point were a 2x3 area of the skin tissue about a half inch thick flopped down and was just dangling over the kneecap. The wound was full of mulch as I was trying to round up some sheep that got out of the pasture in the woods and fell on a rock covered in dirt.
Went to the local Dr. office two days later (Monday morning) and they tried sending me to the emergency room. The only person who could see me was a physicians assistant who said he only works on sore throats and runny noses.
He got me some betadine solution and I took a scalpel and cut out the mashed tissue and scraped out the dirt myself. By the time I finished there were two MD’s, a nurse and a PA watching me do it... I joked..”No brain, no pain..”
On another visit I asked for a script for some penicillan to treat a sinus infection. They told me I would need a Dr. visit for it so I told them I would use the same stuff I use on the cows and turned and walked out the door. They wrote that on my chart...LOL