Worst Accidental Cut?

[Modoc ED]

This is the last knife that REALLY bit me. This event happened in May of 2010.

While I was preparing to take a picture of my brand new, Case CV Mini Trapper with Yellow Derlin Handles, I was opening the blades to set the knife up for the picture when the wife said something from the kitchen. As I turned my head to see what she wanted, I slid my thumb down the spey blade. My oh my! Opened my thumb up like a split plumb.

Don't let anyone tell you a Case CV Mini Trapper with Yellow Derlin Handles isn't plenty sharp right out of the box.

Since it's been a year since this little adventure, I figure another adventure is right around the corner.

 

[Dozers-dad]

Years ago I was given a Cold Steel Ti-Lite. I carried it in my left pocket but couldn't put the pocket clip on the opposite side so the blade would open toward the back of my pocket. It had no lock. During the course of the day it somehow opened partially and when I put my hand into my pocket the blade cut into the inside edge of my little finger and the spear point stuck into my hand at the webbing between my little and ring fingers. Talk about a surprise. I am now a firm believer in the adage, "Never put your hands where you cannot see."

 

[SplittinHairs]

I got to page five before i passed out....

But compelled to share for no good reason...
Working with a friend clearing some woody ground cover. We were using axes to cut through the springy wood vines. I take a break and am watching and talking to him as he takes a swing, glances off a thick stem he's holding and takes the axe head into his shin. We had that panic moment realizing what had happened. We look at his leg and there's a long red line... not too bad. And then it opens up like a sick puckering mouth. I've never seen white flesh before...ughhh. Fire trucks arrived and they thought i was the injured one because i think i was going into shock - embarrasing.

I'm leaving this thread ...gotta go sit down. Be safe folks.

 

[fruitbat]

On Tuesday I cut the tip of my trigger finger almost off. Five hours and five stitches later they tell me I should be able to save the tip. At least I get a few day off work.

Ok now I got the link to work. This is what I did last week.

 

[pickering]

Does it have to involve a knife? If so, then when I was about 18, the boys and I were out and about drinking stuff we shouldn't have been one night when we decided to stop in at the local 7-11 (they still in business?) for microwave burritoes. We were all involved in martial arts at one level or another, and one of the guys was a black belt and a bit older than the rest of us. He had imbibed a wee bit too much and was sagged against the dashboard when we stopped, so we left him be. What we didn't know was that he had lately taken a fancy to studying knife fighting/defense and had bought and brought one of the then new Gerber double-edged fighting knives, maybe the MKI or MKII; been so long I can't recall what they were called, but they were the bees-knees of fighting knives back then. When I came back to the car and opened the door, he suddenly snapped out of his stupor and was convinced that someone was about to jump him. All I saw was his hand flash out at my head; since my hands were occupied with multiple burritoes, reflexes took over and I slipped the "punch" as best I could, but not quite good enough. It felt like he hit me with wrench or something, right on the corner of my eye, right on the bone. His eyes were lit up like a demon, and I was trying to figure out how he hit me so hard on a slipped punch when I saw the steel glinting in his hand. Right then, the waterfall started down the side of my face, nice and warm and coppery smelling. His face kind of came unhinged and he actually started crying when he realized what he'd done. Needless to say, we finished the night at the hospital, and I bear that scar to this day. Alchohol and sharp things don't mix too well.

 

[b yond]

Does it have to involve a knife? If so, then when I was about 18, the boys and I were out and about drinking stuff we shouldn't have been one night when we decided to stop in at the local 7-11 (they still in business?) for microwave burritoes. We were all involved in martial arts at one level or another, and one of the guys was a black belt and a bit older than the rest of us. He had imbibed a wee bit too much and was sagged against the dashboard when we stopped, so we left him be. What we didn't know was that he had lately taken a fancy to studying knife fighting/defense and had bought and brought one of the then new Gerber double-edged fighting knives, maybe the MKI or MKII; been so long I can't recall what they were called, but they were the bees-knees of fighting knives back then. When I came back to the car and opened the door, he suddenly snapped out of his stupor and was convinced that someone was about to jump him. All I saw was his hand flash out at my head; since my hands were occupied with multiple burritoes, reflexes took over and I slipped the "punch" as best I could, but not quite good enough. It felt like he hit me with wrench or something, right on the corner of my eye, right on the bone. His eyes were lit up like a demon, and I was trying to figure out how he hit me so hard on a slipped punch when I saw the steel glinting in his hand. Right then, the waterfall started down the side of my face, nice and warm and coppery smelling. His face kind of came unhinged and he actually started crying when he realized what he'd done. Needless to say, we finished the night at the hospital, and I bear that scar to this day. Alchohol and sharp things don't mix too well.

Your friend tried to stab you in the face with a Mk II?!?!

I'd get new friends if I were you. Hell, I'd probably move to another state too, just to not have to share the roads with someone that dangerously stupid.

Darwinism is great provided the stupid people only manage to get themselves killed.

 

[pickering]

Well, that was 30 years ago; "young and dumb" is not something people say for no reason. He was actually about the nicest guy you'd want to meet, except for that one incident. Haven't seen or heard from him in many a year, but no hard feelings. @#$# happens. . . .

 

[Stainz]

Not me - my brother. He was rounding a square plank when he slipped with the drawknife. Now he is my half-brother...

Sorry... the gore was getting to me!

Stainz

 

[mtgsniper]

Ok, two stories. About 5 years ago, I was down in a ravine behind my house throwing knives, just starting out too. Tried throwing at a sheet of plywood and they kept bouncing off, so to see how much force was needed to actually stick the knife, I grabbed it and stabbed as hard as i could into the would, buut since there was no guard, my hand slid down the entire length of the blade... son of a...! As for the second story, my most recent incident, I just bought a Kershaw Outcast, a large bolo-style camp knife, and was out messin' around chopping everything I could. As i was trying to clear branches off a fallen sapling (holding the top of the tree with my left hand) I kept moving up the tree, then got a little to zealous and swung hard.... my hand was in the way and I sliced right into the back of my thumb near the base, knicking my extenser tendon in the process... Good thing it was a consolation prize to a cold steel kukri, i would't have a thumb... YAY!

 

[EBHM4]

I've been away from Blade Forums for nearly a month and come back and this thread is still alive! I also see we have some non-knife stories going around so I figure I'll share one. I have a 4 inch scar on my left shin from carelessly walking into tin sheet metal we had taken down from some warehouse walls last summer. No real damage, but that sucker bled for a long time and that scar is awfully ugly!

 

[JBK2596]

OK now I got the link to work. This is what I did last week.

I was scrolling down(really fast) and your finger looked like a leg-with no foot,
that looks bad, i was polishing one of my knives earlier and all of the sudden i realize that i slashed my middle finger open, i was holding the cut shut for about a hour before the bleeding slowed down.

 

[dtownknifekid]

I was cutting up bamboo with a kukri machete a few years back, and i was taking the branchy things off. Well I made the mistake of holding it below the branch i was chopping. I cut myself pretty deep and barely missed a tendon.

To treat it washed it then just wrapped it in a paper towel and applied pressure for an hour or two. I definitely should have gotten stitches though and I still have the scar.

 

[Taonari]

It's not the worst cut that comes to mind, but I just cut myself about 10 minutes ago. I was reaching into my RFP to pull out my Kershaw Leek and didn't know the blade had opened a bit (safety lock was off). The tip of the blade sliced the fingertip of my right ring finger pretty deep. Not much tissue damage since it was sharp, but it's a bleeder though. Oh well.

 

[fruitbat]

I was scrolling down(really fast) and your finger looked like a leg-with no foot,
that looks bad, i was polishing one of my knives earlier and all of the sudden i realize that i slashed my middle finger open, i was holding the cut shut for about a hour before the bleeding slowed down.

I did that about 2 months ago and I still have no feeling in the tip. The dr say it will take a while for the nerves to grow back. No fun!!!!!

 

[Tyronethepro]

Well this isn't my WORST, but its the only one I have a few pics of... From about 15 mins ago mind you. It's about 2" across my forearm. I just got done sharpening up my second knife I hand made and left it sitting on my desk facing upward. I reached across to turn on my computer speakers and well...I think my sharpening job was sufficient.

I cut it with this knife..

I didn't think L6 would get that sharp.

 

[M67]

Worst cut, well, when I was 14 (I think), I had a double edges Smith and Wesson HRT slip can stab me on my left hand and dug into my knuckle a bit, no pictures for that one.

Runner up worst cut is this:


Kershaw 1550T did a little skin amputation. There's still a good scar, but it wasn't rigid enough to even effect my fingerprint when I got printed for my concealed carry permit.

And the winner, is this (first pic is blue because it's a cell phone picture of another cell phone screen, just imagine the blue being red):


After stitches:


That was with a 22" Ontario sword..... I mean machete.

That's my lower right calf, sliced clean though the nerve and stopped about a hair on a tick's ars from hitting my tendon. Took 3 or 4 internal stitches, and 10 external. Since it was at an angle, it was an inch and a half deep at the deepest (amount of flesh showing). Good thing the machete was so sharp that I just felt a drag, and not a cut.

I had to hop one legged into my house and bandage myself up because I couldn't walk on it.

Took 3 and a half months to heal (I tore the muscle several times during that coarse trying to run and lift), hurt like a sonofabi*ch.

But it's healed and I have a scar roughly 3.5 inches long and a slight bump.

Like I said, happened on my right leg. And I had to drive myself to the hospital over 30 minutes away.

 

[Skimo]

When I was a kid I was carving some wood, I made the novice (with no instructor) mistake of burying the blade too deep into the wood, in the process of removing the blade I cut down to bone in the meaty part of my hand half way between the thumb and wrist.

Last week, about 16 years after this I still occasionally get pain when that muscle gets over stretched.

The scar is pretty fine, so I guess I got pretty lucky.

 

[rlrarrcpa]

I'm a new member and I just happened to come on this thread first. My story isn't near as bad as some of these, but I had an accident a couple of weeks ago, by coincidence. I was looking at a cheap S&W, folding, linerlock, hawkbill at the Smoky Mountain Knife Works store in Sevierville, TN when what looked like a solid lockup slipped right off the lock. It flopped across the top of my thumb at full speed and gave me a nice little gash requiring 4 stitches. I was on the way home from vacation with my family and did not want to go to the local hospital and wait all day, so I drove 7 hours back home and had my wife drop me at the minor emergency clinic for stitches. I have many razor sharp knives, but this was the only bad cut I have ever had. Moral - Don't leave your thumb across a folding knife when checking the lockup. Roger

 

[MrKnifekid]

I was at my Grandparents house last Christmas, and opening a stubborn box with my Victorinox Cadet. This knife is non-locking. Thats the bad part. I was slicing the side of the box open, then for some reason, I involuntarily pulled back on the spine of the blade. The blade closed on my forefinger and cut me badly. The worst part was that I had to actually open the blade with my left hand to get my finger out. I was bleeding everywhere and my knife was turning dark red. I had to apply butterfly closures to it and I did not get stitches. Probably should have though... Everyone around was freaking out, my grandparents, cousins, aunts,uncles, etc, etc.

 

[22-rimfire]

I haven't really cut myself badly with a knife... but badly is pretty relative. I was messing with my (fixed blade) Ringed Razel "getting used to the blade" and cut a small package open when I was driving..... son of a "gun".... I started gushing blood from my finger. That front edge DO take some getting used to when it is razor sharp. Have not used the thing since...

I've had folders fold back on me and had minor cuts. It is part of learning how to use a knife as a kid...

We were cleaning up a field for a pasture with axes and I had the axe slip off a tree and hit my tennis shoe. We were in our teens. Looked... slice on my shoe... didn't hurt, so I kept on working. Looked down any my tennis shoe was red . Took it off and it was full of blood. Worked stopped and I tried to stop the bleeding and headed home trying to decide if it merited going to the emergency room. Stopped bleeding after about an hour and lived. I was lucky and I have considerably more respect for axes and machetes after that event.

Had a sister that just "leaned" into an axe head in a car (we were young) and she had a cut about 3" long on her leg. Bled a lot!

None of these compare to the time I thrust my right arm though a glass door as a kid chasing my older brother.... that deal could have easily killed me as a 5-6 year old. It became part of my life's lesson with sharp things.