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04 December 2002 @ 03:48 am
Small world . . .  
So I was washing this glass, and my hand was bigger than the glass. So my hand's all squished inside the glass, until I pressed on the glass so hard that the glass broke, cutting down to the tendon in my hand - right below the knuckle of my index finger. Man, that bled for about 30-45 minutes, I don't actually know. So Luckjohn gets to take me to Regions (and not Petey, for a change), where I get 3 stitches in it. Nothing serious, it turns out - I mean, I can still type, right? It only hurts a little.

The punchline? The guy who stitched me up was a med student who followed my case during the summer, when I had the diverticulum. He was following TAC/Surgical then - emergency now . . .
Scottscott_lynch on December 4th, 2002 02:55 am (UTC)
Jeebus fuck! Deep glass cuts freak me out.

Good thing you've got that mutant healing factor.

You do have one, right?
Hoc Est Qui Sumus: Totally Ferretdiscoflamingo on December 4th, 2002 04:39 am (UTC)
Maybe . . .

Or not . . .
atelierlune on December 4th, 2002 08:36 am (UTC)
Ow! Don't do that again!

XCorvisxcorvis on December 4th, 2002 11:11 am (UTC)
Damnit Doc!

We need to make a deal with all the things on earth to promise not to hurt you, like they did for the Norse god Baldur.

But we won't be able to make a deal with Real Analysis, so that probably would kill you. :/