The day started out nicely, but as I was preparing for lunch, I accidentally cut my finger. I was reaching into the cooking utensil drawer and somehow sliced my right pointer finger badly, on the tip. Whoa, was blood gushing out! It sprayed all over the place. [Sorry, I know that is gross.] Luckily hubby helped me with it. A veggie peeler was the culprit. I knew I likely needed stitches, but I was so hungry, so I ate lunch first with just my left hand, with my injured finger packed in paper towels against a bag of frozen peas. Three Band-Aids didn't cut the mustard. We then went to urgent care. It only needed two stitches.

It's hard typing without my right pointer finger. I'm right-handed.

The finger doesn't hurt. Maybe it might a little, eventually. I get the stitches taken out in 10 days. These are the first stitches I have ever had in my life. Getting the stitches was no big deal.