fynn fell off the bed yesterday, this was the evidence left the following afternoon. arnica, as usual, did wonders for the swelling and bruising, leaving just the scrape and a wee bump. i think he hit the baseboard on the way down, hitting hardwood floor from about 2.5 feet.
the real gore was last night, when i managed to slice the very tip off my left middle finger while cutting onions. deep enough to see lumps of fat/flesh peeking out, and of course m wasn't home yet and i had to keep it pinched hard to prevent rivers of blood dripping off my hand. managed to make a clumsy bandage and continue w/supper. M redid it when he got home, and it still soaked a paper towel with blood during the process. the gory evidence is on the camcorder, along with a lovely closeup of the leftover piece of skin. he did pretty well for someone with a weak stomach for blood.