Thanks everybody for the support. The days have gotten a little less weird. I think going from "this is what today is" to "oh no it isn't" last week pretty well threw me for Tuesday, but I've adjusted to it. My ever supportive wife came out about half an hour after I got the news and said, "God, I'm already tired of carrying your ass." So there was that.
The finger has mostly healed - it's more a mental thing now. I haven't gotten over thinking "this is going to hurt" every time I go to bend a note. Maybe by this weekend.
I was talking to my dad before Christmas about retiring, and about someone saying they didn't want to retire because they thought they'd be bored. I said I have enough hobbies that I should never be bored. Hell, if all I did was just change strings on my guitars, that's enough to keep me busy for a while. My dad's been retired over 20 years, and he said, "When you retire, you'll find yourself so busy you'll wonder how you had a job." So far, that's been true. But it's been a ton of doctor and dentist appointments. Thankfully, that slows a bit after this week. I've also tackled a couple things around the house that I haven't wanted to spend my weekends on, to which my wife said, "Look at you trying to be all manly and stuff."
Honestly, when I thought of the possibility of this happening to me, I thought I'd feel worse about it. I'm chalking that up mostly to the job situation, but honestly, I think this is going to be good for me.