I'm typing this one handed this evening having just got back from two and a half hours spent in A&E. I've recently taken up wood carving and was using a small but very sharp carving knife.
At the moment I'm carving oak, which is very hard and tends to need a lot of pressure cutting. Just as Crimewatch was starting I slipped and managed to slice open the palm of my left hand from just below my index finger to the base of my palm.
In spite of copious blood spillage (one and a half tea towels full) the much better half managed to get me to the hospital to have it stitched up.
So here I am, 9 stiches later. I think climbing is out for a couple of weeks at least... although slightly up and it could have been a lot worse. I'm glad it went nowhere near my fingers.
In a slightly gory note I hadn't realised how much fat is in the hand, I could see globules of the stuff at the bottom of the cut. grim.