ChazzyP
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Part 2 of 2: Not entirely off-topic with today's carry pictured and yesterday's carry the culprit.
I gave the Hati a bit of a touch-up on the SharpMaker as I'd mentioned yesterday, and had it at the kitchen table with me early evening as I worked on another knife. It was open as I'd used its blade spine to push a second standoff into place and carelessly knocked the knife off the table and felt the handle hit my left big toe. I looked down and was relieved to see no wound there. Later, back upstairs, my other leg felt stuck to the recliner's foot rest and I looked down past my laptop to see my calf and heel covered in blood. Apparently the tip had glanced and slid a bit leaving a nice smile in its wake. It's not as bad as it looks--just a not-too-deep flap--but one of my meds sure doesn't help with all the bleeding.
My wife very kindly cleaned me up, helped stanch the flow, bandaging me up, and it's really OK today. She did take the opportunity to give me well-deserved gas for bragging about how easily I'd restored my Shiro to a wickedly sharp edge. Sharp enough that I never felt it cut me.
I gave the Hati a bit of a touch-up on the SharpMaker as I'd mentioned yesterday, and had it at the kitchen table with me early evening as I worked on another knife. It was open as I'd used its blade spine to push a second standoff into place and carelessly knocked the knife off the table and felt the handle hit my left big toe. I looked down and was relieved to see no wound there. Later, back upstairs, my other leg felt stuck to the recliner's foot rest and I looked down past my laptop to see my calf and heel covered in blood. Apparently the tip had glanced and slid a bit leaving a nice smile in its wake. It's not as bad as it looks--just a not-too-deep flap--but one of my meds sure doesn't help with all the bleeding.
My wife very kindly cleaned me up, helped stanch the flow, bandaging me up, and it's really OK today. She did take the opportunity to give me well-deserved gas for bragging about how easily I'd restored my Shiro to a wickedly sharp edge. Sharp enough that I never felt it cut me.
