Damn missed my second spot but anyways...
Here is my story. (might add few photos if i find them)
October 5. 2007 I was halfway through school to becoming a carpenter. It was a typical friday morning and we were doing our usual business of talking crap. Then our teacher gave a task that we should cut some 25x25mm sticks for our project.
There i was on the circular saw cutting up the sticks when one of them got stuck nest to the blade. There wasn't anything that i could use to shove it through there and I've done it a dozen times before so I went ahead and pushed it with my right thumb...
(You probably already have a feeling of what is about to happen)
So as I was pushing it out my glove got sucked in to the blade all i could hear was a little "thump" and felt a little nudge on my hand. For about 5 seconds I had no idea what had just happened and then i looked at my hand and noticed that half of my thumb was gone...:spank:
So I hit the emergency stop and ran over to our teacher to tell what had just happened. He went and called paramedics and got some other teachers and the principal on the scene.
After what felt like a lifetime the medics arrived and started to asses the situation. First they measured my pulse... It was around 90 bpm.
After a little chit chatting they shoved me to the back of an ambulance and rushed to a hospital. When we got there doctors gave me some painkillers and man it felt good at the time even though I never was feeling any pain.
After a few long hours of X-rays and examination I finally got onto the operating table.
The surgery itself took about 7 hours and when I woke up I had my thumb sawn together and shoved into my belly. (to help the blood circulation to grow back)
For what felt lie an eternity (a month) I walked around with my hand sown into my belly. It was quite frustrating at times but I got a little used to it.
So after the month I went back to the hospital to get the hand removed from the belly and boy did the thumb look nasty then. They examined it for a day or two to see if it had gained back the blood flow or did it go in to a gangrene, luckily the blood vessels started to work and I got to keep my finger.:cheer:
After that I had to do home treatment on it for about 4 moths until it started to look like a finger (a little).
And now three years the end result is that my thumb is like another pinky finger, but it's just one bone so it doesn't band anywhere and it has pretty much no feeling to it...
But I'm quite happy with the end result, since I at least got to keep my finger.
There you go that's my story hope you learned something about this misdemeanor of mine.