So, I sliced off a big chunk of my dominant hand's pointer fingertip yesterday while cooking. Oh, I feel so dumb. The reason I cut it was that I was slicing carrots and they were too long to use the handle with yet, but they were wet and my hand slipped. And it hurts terribly.
I called my mother, a nurse, and asked what to do. Since I don't have insurance and I don't trust my hospital not to diagnose me with Crohn's and lock jaw and a broken leg and send me on my way without bandaging my finger. I just did what my mom said they'd do.
In reality, it wasn't a big slice- definitely not big enough to sew back on, but it was enough to make a decently squared-off tip. The bone doesn't show, and I barely cut it past the tip of the nail bed. It was far enough to make me cringe every time I think about it. It's going to take a long time to heal. I have things to be doing, most of which requires the use of my hands. Oh well. I am just going to ask for a proper chef' knife, because I am good with
a knife, and never cut myself with one. Oh, the price we pay for
May you all have better luck with your mandolins than I had with mine.