It may be less living/dead than tissue deformation associated with dehydration and the embalming process.
Not quite the same thing, but after several days of slinging rock (and consequent constant hand rubbing on the shovel/hoe handles, grinding down the ridges on my fingerprints) none of the several fingers/thumbs I had input into the phone’s security system could read.
That was Mon-Thurs. Today it’s reading okay-ish again, about 2 out of the 5 chances before it times out.
Mine turn white, I have Raynaud’s disease.
I’m a bruiser too. If I prick myself with a thorn working in the garden it turns into a quarter sized bruise. Any little bump turns into a massive blotch. I wear long sleeves when I go to town.
We’re all… cruisin’ for a bruisin’.
#LOLSOB
I like to think that any bump or bruise I may incur in life just makes me more bada***. I invite others to adopt my attitude. 
What doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger.
Mine too, and blue/black after awhile. Reynaud’s as well. It’s been a massive challenge.
My toes turn dark, but not my fingers. Amlodipine works for me. Most of the time.
Yesterday was not my day. My store had a bogo sale of Talenti gelato. I thought I grabbed Pistachio, but when I got home I discovered it was Mediterranean Mint. In all the years I have been on this planet I don’t think I have ever eaten mint ice cream. 
Last night when I went to open the Sea Salt Caramel the lid would not come off. I tried everything including my jar opening gadget and nothing worked. I finally pried it off with a screw driver but by then it was too soft from my wrestling with it for 10 minutes and I no longer wanted any. On a positive note, the rotisserie chicken I bought had three wings. 
Do you or the chickens live near a nuclear plant? 
Angrier.
My sisters, wife, and all 4 kids have Reynaud’s to one degree or another. Fall and early Spring soccer seasons were really tough for them. Not just hands but feet, nose, ears, too - dead white and ached like crazy, even when the outside temps might be in the 50s.
It’s gotten better for the kids during adulthood, but all except my son still deal with it in cooler weather or if their hands have to be in cold water. For my son, somewhere around ages 17-20 it just mostly abated, even though his had always been the worst of the 4 kids in terms of how fast it onset and how extensive it was.
Back when his kicked in around age 11, I’d read that for some, especially boys, it might do so. So I had some hope for him. Now only extreme cold (as extreme as it gets here, like if he’s making snowballs barehanded at 25°F) causes it to happen.
No. But my mother had Raynaud’s Disease; her finger went white.
Bruiser here, too. My whole life. Sometimes it’s embarrassing. When I was in the hospital for open heart surgery, I got seen by a hematologist beforehand because they’d noticed my bruising. I don’t recall getting a definitive diagnosis; they were just preparing beforehand in case something happened during surgery.
I did in the late 70s. I would hope the chicken was an Oregonian as we have no nuclear power plants. There was a wing stuck to the bottom of the chicken. I wonder if someone got a chicken with only one wing. 
My Raynaud’s and bruising only started as I got old.
Yow! That shouldn’t be a like, heal soon!
Was there a feline involved?
Nope. Just my sleepy self & bad luck.
