This is what happens when you are accustomed to dull knives and then your sweet husband sharpens them for you (i love sharp knives). I was actually washing the knife, and right before i cut myself I thought, "I sure am washing this knife like an idiot, this is how people cut themselves."
Chris new immediately that i would need stitches, but I was in denial....i have never had stitches before and I didn't really want them now either. He begged for me to let him stitch me up. When I showed some reluctance he said, "come on, this is what I have been training for!" So rather than spend four hours at the ER I let my husband stitch me up. It was painful, I am not going to lie, but he did do a good job. The boys were a little unsure of what was going on.
I hope you like my one handed, no looking pictures
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