Thumbs get the raw end of the deal. I mean they get hammered, chewed on, sucked on, and all sorts of abuse. You just do not realize how much you use your thumbs until one is hurt. *sigh* Friday I was using my Pampered Chef slicer without the finger guard. I sliced off a chunk of my right thumb. Charlie was no help and not very sympathetic. Jackie took me to Urgent Care. No stitches needed thankfully. But I never realized how much I used my thumb until now. I’m constantly bumping it and hitting it. Owie!
On the positive side, I’m to avoid doing dishes for the week. Doctor’s orders. I have a witness.