Sick Out. I Can't Believe I'm Posting This
Dear Knife I was cutting cheese with,
Wow. You really got the best of me. I was so focused on how yummy the cheese was gonna be, and totally not expecting you to filet my wrist down to bone. You got me! So now, thanks to you, I have little functionality/feeling left in my hand. Touché. Although I have to admit it was kinda cool seeing the exposed tendons move back and forth as a I moved my thumb. So thanks to you, I went out and bought the biggest jug of cheap ass wine I could find. We’s getting PTSD drunk tonight.
Knives will always win vs. skin,
Ps, I’ve attached a really sweet pic of the damage. NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH Sorry A.