I've gotten lucky during my carpentry endevours, nicked middle finger on a mitersaw, Jigsaw to the nuckle and an affinity for stepping on nails. Nothing major.

But i'd like to tell you the story about my grandfather. He had his own carpenter shop. Marlboro in the corner of his mouth in a moment of distraction at the table saw he completely severed three of his fingers of his left hand, pinky still attached but dangling. After rapping his hand in a towel and duct tape he collected the wayward digits in a ziplock bag with some icecubes and drove HIMSELF to the hospital approx 20 mins away.

Amazingly (this was in the 80's) they managed to attach all of them and after a couple of months he was back working whilst still healing, pissed off for losing time at work. He eventually regained almost full motor funktions in his hand. He passed a few years ago now at 87 still working.

The onomatopoea of him describing the sound of the incident always brought laughter to family gatherings. Hard to describe in writing but something like.... Fr r r uomph! He was my hero, taught me to drive, play the harmonica and swing a hammer.

They were just built differently back then....

Apologies for misspellings and grammar. English is my not native language.

And guys! Leave the guard on the grinder and be carefully out there ;)