Always make sure your cutting away from your body/limbs and not towards them like a dumbass lol, although PPE/wearing cut proof gloves would have saved my hand I can’t stand working in them as it screws with my dexterity.
Roughly every 5 to 10 years I do something dumb and need to go to the hospital, I clipped my arm with a hatchet on Pelee Island last time but after chatting with the paramedics decided to deal with it myself using butterfly bandages instead of calling the Orange Helicopter to come collect me off the island. The last time before that was hitting my shin with an ax while limbing a tree; which also was taken care of myself as it would have been too expensive to call an ambulance into the bush since I was living in an “unorganized township” which means there’s no medical or police services, just the provincial ones. That was fun as it was as long and deep as this, I was living in an old cabin that mouse had taken over for decades and I didn’t have the confidence/experience with wound care that I do know.
This gash was a 5 hour trip to the hospital and then I went to my training shift for 4pm. Although in retrospect I probably should have recheduled as I lost a lot of blood and was eating candy constantly to keep my blood sugar up so I didn’t feel dizzy. The next two days of hanging drywall was fun times trying to work with one hand and the back of my left one. Two stitches have torn/stretched a bit and opened the gash up, otherwise it’s healing lovely.