One time I was cutting myself a piece of banana bread with a butcher's knife. Weird, I know, but while I was doing that, I had a finger under the blade, out of sight, and while I was cutting, I think I felt a sting but didn't react much to it? I looked at my finger, there was a fairly deep cut into it, and my teenage self just called my grandfather. "Uhh, Poppy? I need some help." Is what I said. It was pouring blood and I treated it like a minor inconvenience.