This latest one is on the "web" between my right thumb and index finger. I got it archiving A4 (normal) size documents, and never gave it a thought. Then I rode home, cooked dinner, had a shower, yadda yadda, and pretty much ignored it, and the smaller cut on my middle finger, until I was cycling home today.
It was hot, I was sweaty, and I confess my gloves are not up to Department of Health standards of cleanliness. And so all my cuts stung. The one on the web is a real problem because it is opened by my hand position on my hoods. I have also had to change back to my old Vittoria shoes because I have a mysterious cut on the top of my right foot from the weekend and it bleeds if I wear my Pearl Isumi shoes. The Tropics is just such a weird and septic place in the wet season that if you ignore the smallest thing, it can blow up into a serious issue.
So here I sit slathered in Betadine (an iodine based antiseptic) because I have a paper cut, and a few contusions, and I am courting disaster. Such is life in the tropics.