And there was dancing in the streets!!!!!!!

The finger brace is gone! Replaced by that white tape stuff, so it looks like a little mummy finger. But yay! No more scratching the paint off my car when I reach for the door handle. No more getting guacamole on it when I dip my chips.
And on a side note, its utterly shameful how helpless I was over one lousy finger. When I think about people that were born without arms that live normal lives and drive cars and raise children and put on make-up every morning, or blind people that can navigate themselves around city sidewalks and cook meals and sculpt clay, I realize how truly blessed and pathetic I am.