On Saturday, Tom and I went to an indoor driving range. I didn't think to bring my batting glove, so I got 2 blisters and a bruise on my left hand.
Today I was stupidly using a knife to get the pit out of an avocado, and I stabbed the hell out of my index finger on my left hand. It's on the inside, right next to the palm. It's about an inch long, for maximum ick factor. I'm just glad it wasn't my fingertip; that'd really make knitting a bitch.
Neosporin time.
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