Well *that* was weird.
Apr. 12th, 2004 08:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kickahaLeah 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?
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?
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Eeeeee!
Date: 2004-04-12 10:17 pm (UTC)Gives me the same kind of spine-shiver, nails-on-a-chalkboard twitchy feeling I got when I planted a bare foot on a wire nail and drove it straight into the bottom of the arch. It lodged, and I had to get pliers to pull it out.
Worst part: I'd used that nail to poke a hole in the bottom of a not-clean ferret cage earlier that day, and lost it in the carpet.
I hopped around shrieking and went and soaked my foot in a tub for a long long long time. It never did bleed, and it really didn't hurt...it was the psychic damage. EEEEEEEEEEEEE!