Why I’m Wearing the Wrong Ring

So the other day it was like eighty degrees. Yeah, now it’s about forty, but whatever. So I went into the woods to see if the morels were up yet. (They weren’t.)

And a big ol’ bramble branch hauled off and whacked me on the hand. One of the thorns hit just right (meaning wrong) and popped me in a vein and blew it. In case you’re lucky enough not to know, blowing a vein is what the nurses call it when a vein is punctured or gives out under the skin and blood pops out all inside there.

By the next day, my wedding ring was cutting off circulation in that finger, so I moved the ring to my pinkie. Yep. You guessed it. The ring fell off somewhere, here at home or at Mom’s house. So far, I haven’t turned it up in searching.

Fortunately, Charlie never wears his matching band. He insisted he wanted one, but I won’t let him wear it. One of his brothers mashed his ring into his finger while messing with logs, and had to have it cut off. The ring, not his finger. Charlie messes with logs a lot, so I won’t let him wear his ring.

When I was expecting, I ballooned up so big I had to wear Charlie’s wedding band. And now I’m wearing it again.

My ring will come back to me, eventually, and oh! what stories it will have to tell! Meanwhile, I’m wearing the spare.

I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about Roasted Veg casserole.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a lost ring.




I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Why I’m Wearing the Wrong Ring

  1. Joey

    March 14, 2017 at 8:32am

    Bummer. πŸ™
    I hope it turns up!
    Some days I don’t wear a ring. I often wear a peridot, sometimes just the band, sometimes the diamond ring. It really doesn’t matter, but I feel naked without somethin on that finger when I go out into the world.

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      Marian Allen

      March 14, 2017 at 5:11pm

      I’ve worn my wedding ring ever since Charlie put it on my finger, except for when I blimped up during pregnancy. But, when I lost it, I didn’t feel desolated, as I would have expected. I guess we’re married enough. πŸ™‚

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      • Joey

        March 14, 2017 at 5:54pm

        There are a lot of perks to bein Married Enough <3

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  2. Dan Antion

    March 14, 2017 at 8:43am

    Mine had to be cut off several years ago.I actually let my wife do it. Hers fell off so often that she stopped wearing it. So we’re bandless over here.

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      Marian Allen

      March 14, 2017 at 5:13pm

      Well, I don’t feel so bad, then. I was feeling all Lucy Ricardo, but it seems that a lot of people who aren’t zany lose or choose not to wear their bands. Thanks for chiming in. Maybe I’ll join the bandless band.

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  3. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt

    March 14, 2017 at 1:45pm

    Remember, when looking, that rings tend to roll – so look a lot farther than you think you should, and in a 360 degree circle.

    Best of luck. Wish I knew some ring-spells to call it to you.

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      Marian Allen

      March 14, 2017 at 5:15pm

      Good point, about rings rolling. I bear that in mind. As for ring-spells, I could work one up, but I think rummaging around will probably do the trick. If not — I have sage, and I know how to use it!

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  4. Deborah

    March 14, 2017 at 3:34pm

    It was hard to hit the like button on this post Marian!

    I lost my ring once. It slipped right off my finger. I knew I needed to take it in for resizing, but never did. I looked high and low, and everywhere in between and couldn’t find it. Both He-Man and I were crushed.

    He-Man never wears his ring either since he’s a weight lifter, and cyclist. Gripping dumb-bell bars, and handle bars he bent it a little bit so he quit wearing it so he wouldn’t damage it further. It’s way too big for me to wear.
    I bought another band thinking my ring was gone forever. Fast forward a year. While sorting clothes in a
    pile I had in my closet out tumbled my ring! I was so, so happy to see and have it back! πŸ™‚
    I still haven’t had it resized so don’t wear it. I don’t want to lose it again. I wear the newer
    replacement band that I had sized to fit me when I bought it.

    I sure hope your ring does turn up, and with loads of stories to tell!
    I hope your finger heals quickly too!

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      Marian Allen

      March 14, 2017 at 5:18pm

      Thanks, Deborah! I hope it turns up, too. And the swelling in my finger is going down, now that the ring isn’t squishing all the blood in it. Our oldest daughter lost her wedding ring while working in the yard, and she hasn’t found it yet, in all these years. She bought another one. Someone will find hers, some day.

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