I am just down to 9.9 fingers, as a kid ( 16 YO ) in my first job i was cutting 5 mm steel on the big 8 foot hydraulic shear with the apprentice.
This left us with a end piece some 20 mm winder than it was supposed to be, so using a tape measure we just cut it to size on our side of the machine.
BUT ! the safety grade which was supposed to be 1 - 2 mm over the max cutting thickness ( 8 mm ) well it was way up, and i had a finger right under one of the hydraulic pistons that clamp down on the plate as it is getting cut.
The apprentice turned paper white in the face, i dident really feel anything due to the severe pressure, so i took the opportunity to have a look at how a finger look on the inside,,,,, and the apprentice took the opportunity to go to "sleep".
So i walked to the foreman and he put a big cartoon like bandage on my finger and called 911, before he went to wake up the "sleeping" apprentice.
The ambulance came all lit up and noisy, and the guys there insisted on me laying down, but i wouldn't have any of that and in the end i made the journey to the hospital sitting in the paramedics chair.
At the hospital ( this was back when they worked better ) i waited for +2 hours before someone had the time to patch me up, and by then my finger was throbbing and hurting. But not more than getting a local shot to take the pain i was allowed to sit up so i could monitor the fix of my finger, which entailed filing the tip of the crushed bone round in the tip and then stitching things back together.
Went home,,,,, and returned in a hour to the hospital to get more stitches, this time without any Novocaine / whatever shot, so not fun at all, but at least it stopped the bleeding.
It was a bit more than i would dare fix myself, but otherwise i have sown illicit wounds in myself as things some times got out of hand during hand 2 hand practice or just living on the Danish mean streets in general.
