It was just past midnight and there I was, sitting at my little cutting table slicing away at 8.5×11 sheets, cutting out tags for a friend’s Buck and Doe last week when…. GASP! I had dragged the exacto knife right into the edge of my thumb. I ran to the bathroom sink and called for my roomie’s boyfriend to help me. I saw that it was bad when I first realized what I had done, but wasn’t prepared to take another glance.

He did for me though, and said “Yep, you’re going to have to go to the hospital”. We hopped in a cab, driving one block down the street to pick up my boyfriend, and the two of us continued to the hospital.

It was a long night, but TLC (one of my favourite television channels), kept us occupied in the waiting room.

Three hours and one tetnis shot later…

We were on our way home and ready for sleep.

A week later and I’m almost healed. No more bandages at least – yay! And yes,… although things have proven a bit more difficult without the use of one thumb (opening packages, washing my hair, and even getting dressed), I’m pretty much recovered and back to normal.

And to think, I had made it through 4 years of design school and not a single cut. Well, I guess it was bound to happen at some point and now I can move on and be a better, more careful cutter because of it. :)