Bleh. Stressful day yesterday. My dad, who is in homerepair, had a tablesaw jam and then kick-back on him, slicing his hand open. :( He nearly lost his pinkie finger, and his ring finger was completely mangled. Fortunatly, he's better now, thanks to the lovely doctors at Jewish Hospital Hand Care Center. An artery, a blood vessel, and a tendon had been sliced open, requiring three hours of surgery. Scary stuff. He's now in a cast and resting comfortably, so he's very lucky. It could've been much, much worse.
I told him maybe he should pursue a less dangerous job. Like bullriding perhaps.
Still, I'm thankful for the small blessings. Go tell a loved one how much they mean to you, now. Cause you never know what will happen.