Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: this actually happened september of last year, but i decided to post here what happened. there is a great deal of text, and i hope you don't mind. i hope this doesn't sound too dramatic or anything. 

so, here's the story: this all happened at my high school in little forgotten staten island. i was a freshman at the time. it was either the second or third week of school, on a friday. i was on my way to first period chemistry, and i was on my way to the third floor. when i was almost up the last staircase, i saw the door beginning to close. stupid me decided to run before it closed. i put my hand out to push the door before that happened. either i misjudged where i put my hand or i just wasn't paying attention to what the hell i was doing, i felt like my right pointer finger was being crushed. i looked at my finger and let me tell you: i flipped the fuck out. there was a lot of blood. quickly thinking, i wrapped my finger tightly in a tie (it was dress-up day for band members lol) so i could stop bleeding, or at least slow it down. i went to one of my friends, let's call her lisa, and asked her where the nurse's office was and if she could lead me to it. she did. but when we got there, there was no one in the room. i thanked her for her bell and she went on her way. i then went to the room next to the office. it was a girl's gym teacher. i told her my situation and she immediately got those standard brown school napkins and put them all around my finger. she then escorted me to the principal's office. from there, they called the hospital. shortly after, an ambulance arrived and two emts brought me to it. on the way to the hospital, i was just in disbelief and shock as to what had happened. 

when we finally arrived at the hospital after what felt like such a long time, i saw my family there. my mom was in tears, but when she saw my finger, she stopped. she told me that the school called her and because of the way they described what happened, she thought i lost my entire finger. after that, i was brought into a room. the doctors came in and recommended another doctor who was a professional in reconstruction. with no other choice, my mom said she would take him, and they called the guy. 

an hour later, the doctor arrived. now, this is where my surgery begins. they did something that i found really cool, and i'm going to explain it as best as possible. he cleaned off my finger and i kind of gagged when i saw some white - it was obviously bone. first, he cut open a small area on my palm, and made a little flap of skin. next, he put my finger into this pouch-like incision. then, he stitched my finger and palm flap together. finally, he put some ointment on it, and wrapped it up. my finger was basically inside of my palm. he explained to me that this was to prevent me from getting any infections from outside agents, because if that happened, things would get a lot worse. 
i had to stay at the hospital overnight, which kind of sucked since i wanted to go home and forget all of this. during this time, i began to worry. i wondered if i would be able to use this finger again, and what life would be like if i couldn't. i'm a drummer and if i wasn't able to use that finger, i would be pretty devastated. 
the next day, i was finally allowed to go home at around 3 or 4 pm. life continued somewhat normally, i continued to go to school, but i couldn't do much. 

weeks later, i went in for the first checkup. he unraveled the bandages and i got to see how it looked. he said it was looking fine, but to me it looked like a bloody mess. 
another few weeks later, it was time to almost complete it. he took off the bandages, cut the stitches, and cleaned the finger and palm of all the dried blood. he cut the flap of palm skin and put it around my finger. i realized this was skin grafting. he then stitched the open palm and stitched the palm skin to my finger. then i was on my way. 

almost 2 weeks later, it was time to finally finish it. he took out all the stitches and asked me how i felt. i felt beyond great - my finger looked great, i could use it, but it was a bit sensitive. i couldn't have thanked him enough. 

fast forward to now, everything has been normal. my finger looks great, my nail grew back (he said there was a chance it wouldn't) but it still looks a bit weird, but that's nothing. 

pics: [bandages](http://imgur.com/fmk2q5h)
[no bandages](http://imgur.com/xqddxpi)
[another no bandages](http://m.imgur.com/m2bft3q)
[now](http://imgur.com/prq3xz5)

 

sorry if the formatting is shitty - alien blue isn't the best.

TIFU by getting my finger caught in a door