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Your most memorable self inflicted cut.
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That'll teach you not to use pressure!
That and scything strokes take a while to learn.
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Most memorable: A bone-deep (or tendon, I could see the white, but I couldn't tell which. I'd always assumed it was the bone, since there was no tendon damage. Either way, it was deep.) cut to my left palm that was about 2 inches across. You could see the fat and everything inside my hand. It was neat.
It also earned me 5 stitches. I got that one while I was younger (only a little bit) and dumber. Not going to post the story here, since I've posted it elsewhere on this site, but I'm pretty sure I would win dumbest AND most embarrassing.
Edited: Oops, OP said self-inflicted cut. Second story doesn't qualify.
It also earned me 5 stitches. I got that one while I was younger (only a little bit) and dumber. Not going to post the story here, since I've posted it elsewhere on this site, but I'm pretty sure I would win dumbest AND most embarrassing.Edited: Oops, OP said self-inflicted cut. Second story doesn't qualify.
Most memorable: My most memorable cut happened when I was about 10, on a trip to South Georgia to spend Christmas with my grand parents. I was sitting at my Grandma's kitchen table trying to cut into a plastic package with a kitchen knife when the knife slipped and bit into my hand. Because of the way I was cutting, the blade managed to cut down through the webbing between my left thumb and forefinger when it slipped. I must have hit a little vessel or something, because there was blood everywhere. My dad, as the resident doctor, made the executive decision that I didn't need stitches, but did need a few butterfly bandages. Everything healed up well and I can barely find the scar these days.
On a Botanical note, When I was in 8th grade, I had to make a bamboo flute for a history class. My brother, mother and I went to a local bamboo patch to wrangle up some bamboo for my project. We all started looking in separate directions until all of a sudden my brother starts wailing. We ran over too him and discovered that he had tripped and landed on a bamboo stump that had been cut off at a pretty sharp angle. The bamboo left him with a perfect hole cut into the meaty part of his shin. I tried to explain to him how cool it was see his muscles move while he was in the ER, but i'm not sure he properly appreciated my descriptions. He healed up fine and just has a small round scar now.
On a Botanical note, When I was in 8th grade, I had to make a bamboo flute for a history class. My brother, mother and I went to a local bamboo patch to wrangle up some bamboo for my project. We all started looking in separate directions until all of a sudden my brother starts wailing. We ran over too him and discovered that he had tripped and landed on a bamboo stump that had been cut off at a pretty sharp angle. The bamboo left him with a perfect hole cut into the meaty part of his shin. I tried to explain to him how cool it was see his muscles move while he was in the ER, but i'm not sure he properly appreciated my descriptions. He healed up fine and just has a small round scar now.
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I was on a boy scout trip, and I was cutting chicken with my mini rukus. My thumb was under the piece of chicken and I was talking to a frend, not really paying attention. The next thing I new i fetl the knife rubbing against my thumb, so I take it out from under the chicken and there was a rather big flap of skin hanging of the tip of my thumb. After looking at it some, I thought "cool its not bleeding" then of course 30 second later the blood starts gushing. That cut did not stop bleeding for 1/2 hour and it opened up a bunch over the next week. Lesson learned look at what you are cutting and make sure you know where your fingers are.
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Most memorable? Well, it's definitely not the worst I've ever injured myself, but it surprised me so much I don't know if I'll ever forget it...
I once dropped a utility knife (the kind with the replaceable trapezoid-shaped blades) on my sock-covered foot from about waist-height. I don't really know why I dropped it, but that's not important. It landed on the top of my foot and, since it had a new blade and a bit of weight to it, stuck in about a quarter inch at the most and then tipped over and fell to the floor. "Oh well," I figured, "That couldn't have done any real dammage since I barely felt it..." In the time it took me to look down at my foot after having dropped the knife on it (a split-second), the entire top of the sock from my toes to the ankle was soaked through with blood and was starting to make a mess on the floor.
Even though it was a tiny wound (only three years later I have trouble finding the scar), that knife must have landed directly on a fairly substantial blood vessel, cuz it bled like a BUGGER for quite a while, even though it was an extremely clean wound. I wonder if it might have squirted had I not had the sock on...
This thread is right up my lane...I once wondered what would happen if you fired a wadcutter airgun pellet point-blank at a knife edge...same utility knife, actually, but many years earlier before I learned proper airgun safety. Turns out what happens is the pellet splits neatly in half. One of those halves ricochets and hits you squarely in the eye. I was less than impressed :grumpy:
I once dropped a utility knife (the kind with the replaceable trapezoid-shaped blades) on my sock-covered foot from about waist-height. I don't really know why I dropped it, but that's not important. It landed on the top of my foot and, since it had a new blade and a bit of weight to it, stuck in about a quarter inch at the most and then tipped over and fell to the floor. "Oh well," I figured, "That couldn't have done any real dammage since I barely felt it..." In the time it took me to look down at my foot after having dropped the knife on it (a split-second), the entire top of the sock from my toes to the ankle was soaked through with blood and was starting to make a mess on the floor.
Even though it was a tiny wound (only three years later I have trouble finding the scar), that knife must have landed directly on a fairly substantial blood vessel, cuz it bled like a BUGGER for quite a while, even though it was an extremely clean wound. I wonder if it might have squirted had I not had the sock on...
This thread is right up my lane...I once wondered what would happen if you fired a wadcutter airgun pellet point-blank at a knife edge...same utility knife, actually, but many years earlier before I learned proper airgun safety. Turns out what happens is the pellet splits neatly in half. One of those halves ricochets and hits you squarely in the eye. I was less than impressed :grumpy:
wat do I win?
prolly not eligible. This was a glass door that bit me.
Most memorable was still good, half drunk after shaving with a straight razor(smart right) the wife needs a blister pack open. I actually didn't have a blade besides teh razor so I used it. Laid my palm open about 3". I stitched it myself right then. I don't even have a scar.
I'm gonna go curl up in a ball and cry now.
Did a to the bone 180 degree cut on my left forfinger while field dressing a deer 3 days from civilization. Duct tape and a paper towel held it together. Still works 
Side story inspired by the pic above. Back when I was a street cop I was dealing with 5 pita drunk teens in a Mini mart parking lot at 2 am. Well, actually we had a rookie in training so me and his FTO were pretty much just enjoying the show. A car comes flying into the lot, catching air and slides to a stop and I can see a pair of bloody legs dangling out of the trunk. Out pops a guy who looks like Sissy Spaccek (sp?) at the end of Carey, head to toe covered in blood.
The guys drunk and delusional, we actually had to fight him to the ground to save his life. Turns out Mr. personality had a fight with his GF and was walking down the street decided it would be a good way to vent his anger by punching through a window. All the way through, and a shard of glass destroyed the artery in his arm. Then he wandered down the street for 4 or 5 blocks before the car came by and he was able to get some help.
Best guess by the Dr's was 2-5 minutes past when we got his artery shut down before he was bled to to unconsciousness and death. Ran into the same guy at a restaraunt a few months later, scar tissue ring about 2/3 of the way around his arm. But he said he'd quit drinking
Side story inspired by the pic above. Back when I was a street cop I was dealing with 5 pita drunk teens in a Mini mart parking lot at 2 am. Well, actually we had a rookie in training so me and his FTO were pretty much just enjoying the show. A car comes flying into the lot, catching air and slides to a stop and I can see a pair of bloody legs dangling out of the trunk. Out pops a guy who looks like Sissy Spaccek (sp?) at the end of Carey, head to toe covered in blood.
The guys drunk and delusional, we actually had to fight him to the ground to save his life. Turns out Mr. personality had a fight with his GF and was walking down the street decided it would be a good way to vent his anger by punching through a window. All the way through, and a shard of glass destroyed the artery in his arm. Then he wandered down the street for 4 or 5 blocks before the car came by and he was able to get some help.
Best guess by the Dr's was 2-5 minutes past when we got his artery shut down before he was bled to to unconsciousness and death. Ran into the same guy at a restaraunt a few months later, scar tissue ring about 2/3 of the way around his arm. But he said he'd quit drinking
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My most memorable memory came when I had just finished sharpening my Spyderco Military and was testing it for sharpness. I grabbed a hair from my girlfriend's brush and wanted to see if I could cut it while it hung in midair. I held the hair in one hand and took a swipe with the Millie. As you probably already know, my aim was a little off. Do you have any idea what a freshly sharpened Military can do? I sliced the very tip of my index finger off. Needless to say it hurt and bled like hell.
Fortunately my finger and fingernail both grew back none the worse for wear. Not even a little scar remains.
I no longer use that test when I sharpen my knives.
Fortunately my finger and fingernail both grew back none the worse for wear. Not even a little scar remains.
I no longer use that test when I sharpen my knives.
So many boneheaded incidents to choose from! The best I guess would be; I was eating a tough piece of jerky after a few beers while watching Mountain Man or some such movie. So I wip out my knife to cut through the jerky which is being held between my mouth and fingers. Result, I have a nice oval shapped scar on my left thumb tip. Which is better than losing a lip I suppose. I cut meat on a cutting board now, even after a few beers.
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just last Sunday. I have a new knife I finished making in time for the holidays. I was setting it down on a table. I had just finished cutting up some apples and pealing them for some little 2 year old kids for snack time at church.
the lanyard caught between my leg and the table when I leaned in to set it down on the higher table. Apparently the knife is sharp (it will jump hairs, it is a convex edge).
the knife slid through my loose grip, and found the bone. Severed the nerve in the thumb. Spouted blood all over the snack time table right in front of the other guy in there, but luckily not all over any kids. The other guy was mid bite of fishy cracker when I turned around to grab a paper towel off the table. He got a nice look from about a foot away at the nice bits and pieces, like the white bone, and the nice little nasty pieces peaking out, then it started spurting all over the table in front of him, and all over his fishy crackers. He kinda freaked, and ran to get my wife from another room.
The kids just kept on eating their fishy crackers and apple slices (the ones I had already passed out)
Top knife, polished convex edge. It is sharpened thinner, and really bit deep. Apparently I have a hard thumb bone, because I managed to put a tiny roll in the very tip of the edge.
the lanyard caught between my leg and the table when I leaned in to set it down on the higher table. Apparently the knife is sharp (it will jump hairs, it is a convex edge).
the knife slid through my loose grip, and found the bone. Severed the nerve in the thumb. Spouted blood all over the snack time table right in front of the other guy in there, but luckily not all over any kids. The other guy was mid bite of fishy cracker when I turned around to grab a paper towel off the table. He got a nice look from about a foot away at the nice bits and pieces, like the white bone, and the nice little nasty pieces peaking out, then it started spurting all over the table in front of him, and all over his fishy crackers. He kinda freaked, and ran to get my wife from another room.
The kids just kept on eating their fishy crackers and apple slices (the ones I had already passed out)
Top knife, polished convex edge. It is sharpened thinner, and really bit deep. Apparently I have a hard thumb bone, because I managed to put a tiny roll in the very tip of the edge.
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my most memorable cut wasn't from a knife. i stuck my finger in a meat slicer while cutting eggplant back in the day when i was a prep cook at the Olive Garden. bones are white.
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Biggest cut, I rolled off of the couch in my parents house when I has ~10 or so. On the way down my leg grabbed, and didn't let go of, a staple my 'wealthy' parents decided to use to re-attach the fabric. They were too busy to take me to get stiches and decided that butterfly bandages were good enough. The scar today is only 5" long, dead white, and about 1/4" thick for the entire length.
I did just cut my ear, while driving, shaving off some hairs. I used some napkins to stem the bleeding and mistakely left a bit of it on the ear. The Wife got home and asked, "What happened to your ear?" She has not learned to not bother asking but is good enough to let it go when I inevitably say, "oh nothing."
I did just cut my ear, while driving, shaving off some hairs. I used some napkins to stem the bleeding and mistakely left a bit of it on the ear. The Wife got home and asked, "What happened to your ear?" She has not learned to not bother asking but is good enough to let it go when I inevitably say, "oh nothing."
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my buddy had a swiss army knife in his car. i thought it was really dull. i kept sliding it accross the top of my hand. after a couple of slides and "dude your knife is so dull" comments, i turned my hand down and tightened the skin.
i put a bandaid on it and threw the hot pad that i used to sop up the blood in the washing machine. got a nice little scar now.
it was fun.
as it turns out, the swiss army knife my friend had in his car wasn't dull.
good times.
i put a bandaid on it and threw the hot pad that i used to sop up the blood in the washing machine. got a nice little scar now.
it was fun.
as it turns out, the swiss army knife my friend had in his car wasn't dull.
good times.
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Although not my injury technically, I sure was there for it.
I was about 15, and two buddies and I were going to walk/hop trains to salem from portland (35 miles or so). We all met up at our highschool, and as this was before my nice folder days, I had a SAK. My dumb-ass friend brought a steak knife wrapped in a towel, and in an act of parental rebellion, stabbed the knife, blade facing meat of hand, into a telephone pole. However, it was raining, handle was slick, and he cut the f*** out of his palm.
Some absurd number of stitches, staples, hand cast, and some rig to repair tendons that involved rubberbands from his fingernails to his wrist. His right hand was out of commission for weeks.
DC
I was about 15, and two buddies and I were going to walk/hop trains to salem from portland (35 miles or so). We all met up at our highschool, and as this was before my nice folder days, I had a SAK. My dumb-ass friend brought a steak knife wrapped in a towel, and in an act of parental rebellion, stabbed the knife, blade facing meat of hand, into a telephone pole. However, it was raining, handle was slick, and he cut the f*** out of his palm.
Some absurd number of stitches, staples, hand cast, and some rig to repair tendons that involved rubberbands from his fingernails to his wrist. His right hand was out of commission for weeks.
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I was Chopping wood for a small get together fire and was using one of my choppers, I hit a knot the blade slipped and went into my leg just above the ankle....I just felt a thud and saw blood shoot up. I ran up onto the porch and into the house. I grabbed my ankle and layed down. My grandmother screams and gets my father and cousin (Both Eagle scouts and dads retired military) they got me layed down and the foot propped up and got an amulance.
I started to go into shock on the ride to the ER. Luckily the cute emt girl was talking to me and kept my attention.
Turns out every step I took from the firepit to the house blood had shot out and in some cases several feel (gram took pictures) and there was a pool of blood on the floor.
It never did hurt till after the stiches, I keep my knives so sharp it made a very clean cut and the doc said I was lucky someone was there else I could have been in real trouble.
I have cut my hand badly many times, had a knife go through my hand once...very interesting (didnt bleed as much as I thought it might).
I started to go into shock on the ride to the ER. Luckily the cute emt girl was talking to me and kept my attention.
Turns out every step I took from the firepit to the house blood had shot out and in some cases several feel (gram took pictures) and there was a pool of blood on the floor.
It never did hurt till after the stiches, I keep my knives so sharp it made a very clean cut and the doc said I was lucky someone was there else I could have been in real trouble.
I have cut my hand badly many times, had a knife go through my hand once...very interesting (didnt bleed as much as I thought it might).