Well *that* was weird.

[kickaha]

Leah handed me a radish in the kitchen. I took a bite, fumbled, and dropped it. Snaked my hand out for it... and impaled my hand on the end of the kitchen shears she was holding. Right between my ring and little fingers. Going directly into the palm, parallel with the fingers, directly into the webbing.

Amazingly, for being 1/4" deep or so, it did *not* bleed immediately. Oh no, I had to keep working the tissues to get it to do *that*.

Whee.

And now, due to popular demand:



Cute, ain't it?

Comments

[ginkgo.livejournal.com]

The fact that the shears had just been used to cut bitter radish leaf stems did not lessen his discomfort.

I feel horrible.

[jason0x21.livejournal.com]

I did almost the same thing to my Mom with gardening shears when I was in elementary school. I still haven't gotten over it.

O.K., I did get over it eventually.

Ow!

[ginkgo.livejournal.com]

Ew!

I've become a little squeamish over the past few months. I still haven't gotten over something I did to one of my feet long long ago.

In 7th grade I was running out the door to a tennis tournament and knocked a box of staples onto the floor. I planted my foot right onto a strip of them and lodged it into the bottom of my *bare* foot. I did play that day. I was most definitely eliminated, though.

Re: Ow!

[kickaha.livejournal.com]

You know, it doesn't matter how many times you tell that story, it still squicks the crud outta me.