Worst knife injury happened when I was washing dishes of all things (Which is sad since, I handled them frequently, and even had experience with martial sword arts, so I was quite proud of my no scrapes track record.) Scalloped potatoes that had sat for a week, hard as rock, go to scrub as hard as i can, and I just feel this punch at my pinky, take it out of the water to endulge myself in a mock Quentin Tarantino setting, with blood everywhere, first thing I did was sigh and wrap a paper towel around it, cept when i tried to grab a wad of paper from the rack my pinky burned with pain, and wouldn't bend to grip it, and when forced it closed it would fling back straight, so i investigated and found a 5" long cutting knife under a pile of potatoes in the corner of the pan. I initially decided to go to sleep and say to hell with it, but decided to call a friend of mine, it went as so.
"Hey dude"
"sup?"
"Hey i just f*cked up my pinky, cut it, and now i can't bend it or control it, and i can see squishy stuff..."
"...."
"Yea should I go to the hospital?"
"Yes you f*cking idiot"
"Okay"
-click-
then I called two more people before deciding to drive down to my local ER and get patched up. They told me straight up while i was in the bed after treatment, that i'd "Never have the use of my pinky again, its flexor tendon was severed"
Despair, Immediately.
Then she pules this number "oh by the way there is a hand surgeon across the street he said he'll do the fixin, do you want to go?"
"yes, i want to see the fix it man, are you insane"
So i had the reconstructive plastic surgery, and with the splints from physical therapy i could straighten and bend it. Sadly i can't do fun knife spins or many of my sword arts, press it against anything, pull, not to mention flipping pencils in my hand, or even write without discomfort. My insurance ran out and i lost all of the splints, thus causing it to revert, and now i can only grip, and its stuck in this hook like position, very depressing. I got insurance back but just haven't gotten around to getting more splints.
I still grumble everytime I do the dishes, and we haven't had scalloped potatoes since.