Figure 1. See the red?
Yay. But - fascinating. I was staring blankly at my screen contemplating a different version of a graph (don't ask), chin in hand and noted that bird-finger was warm, and the rest cold (as per usual, here). All my little phagocytes & Co. are rushing to my finger to have a party right now. (I did note the pain first of course, it was the heat that was surprising).
Figure 2. Hell party? Best kind.
A party which is stretching all the way back to the second knuckle-thing. (or proximal interphalangeal joint, if you will). Hot enough to warm my lips, and exciting enough to detract interest from the current chapter (cough - shuddup you. It is not that easy...).
Bet my immune-bitches will have it fixed by morning. Bam.