oh and another bad thing

For many weeks I've been happily walking around my marble floors barefoot (the maid cleans the floors every day so they are probably cleaner than the insides of my shoes). Occasionally I would slip a little but nothing serious, until Wednesday. I fell dramatically on some water and managed to cut my wrist in a most peculiar manner so it looks like a very half-hearted suicide attempt. and it hurts. In order to elicit sympathy, I attach a picture (I know this is not the type of India picture you want to see, so I'm also including one of some elephants to counterbalance it and stop some of the complaints)