I think the worse part is looking down at the chopping block and seeing a part of your body laying there.
As I told Chunk, she was a trooper about it. While I was trying to stop the bleeding and treat it, she kept grabbing her phone and pulling off the packing so she could take a picture of it. Lol. Then she wanted to dig around in the trash and find the missing bit just to see it. She's something.
She's a wine drinker, but I thought after we got it bandaged that a shot of my tequila might ease the pain a bit. Now I'm going to have to hide my tequila from her.