I was late for work today, so I passed up on my usual oat bran muffin from my local bagel shop and drove to work without breakfast, planning to figure it out after I got there, to minimize my lateness. There were some bagels from last Fridays meeting in the fridge when I arrived, and I decided that it would be edible if I heated it up in the toaster oven. I then decided that it would heat up faster if I sliced it in half before toasting it. It was very tough to slice the bagel as it was 3 days old and plus it had been refrigerated. After 15 seconds and about half way through cutting the bagel it decided to stop resisting my knife completely and my knife passed through the rest of it instantly and right into my finger. There was a bit of blood, and I was reasonably annoyed to have cut myself and then I was shocked upon straightening my finger to be looking at a 1/2" wide gap and my finger bone staring back at me. (I have nice, white, strong bones, and that strength has been knife tested!)
I then had to have a coworker take me to the hospital, as Company policy does not allow injured employees to take themselves. I was lucky in that the tendon appears to have minimal damage, the nerves function, and I got 10 stitches, 4 of those internal. The slicing my finger to the bone did not hurt that much, nor did the repeated opening and closing of the wound as it was examined by 3 nurses, a PA, and 3 doctors, but the 5 Novocain injections to my finger above and below the slice before stitching it up were absolutely excruciating. There is not much skin there to fit that injection into. It was 10 times worse than the ones you get for your teeth.
There was a hot nurse in the third waiting area where I waited to get stitches after x-rays came back. However she appeared immune to my charms, even with my boo boo on my finger, she avoided talking to me except when I mentioned I would need a tetanus shot, then she seemed to perk up at the idea of causing someone pain. She did have a nice *** as she bent down to pull the needed stuff out of the mini fridge where they keep it. That was probably the highlight of the ordeal.
I am now back at work. No more bagels for a while.