Wow. I'm an idiot.
What happens when a fresh new blade'd utility knife meets the soft skin of hand?
Around 5:30 pm this afternoon I picked up my mail. In my mail I finally received the last part I need to complete my bike for the season. It's a coil and key relocation bracket. It moves the coil and key to the left side of the bike. Along with the bracket assembly I also needed to do a wire tuck. This means moving all the wiring from under my frame to the bottom of my tank. I first removed my tank, freshly painted, off my bike and set it away from the bike on a piece of carpet in my garage. I then needed to take off a plastic housing bracket that holds all the existing wiring and wiring harness. This plastic housing is attached to the bike with a few bolts and many tight zip ties. The bolts came off very easy. The zip ties however, were a battle. I couldn't get a wire cutter or a set of pliers threw the zip ties because they were so tight. So I thought..and I thought...and I decided I would try a utility knife. It worked perfectly. I cut about 19 zip ties rather easily, then came the final zip tie. This final zip tie was the the one that was holding the housing on. Once I get through this one then I'm golden and then I can get the wire tuck done and I can get the new brackets assembled.
I managed to saw through the final zip tie, and I also managed to slice the left side of my hand wide open as well. It felt like I just nicked my hand, when I looked down it looked look I just unzipped a red hoodie. I was in complete shock and I was leaking everywhere. Amazingly I didn't get a drop of blood on my bike. I immediately grabbed my hand a pinched my cut with some pressure. I ran to the door, which was shut and started kicking it, trying to get Kristin's attention. I didn't want to let go of my hand because I was afraid that I would bleed even worse. Kristin eventually heard me and we rushed off to the emergency.
I ran into the ER and a few guys in line let me go straight to the nurse. I forget the nurse's name, I apologize, I know you're reading this and I want to thank-you again for your help. She wrapped me up and led me to one of the rooms where Dr. Buck took over. What a gem. Besides the needle's he pierced me with, he was very gentle and he didn't make me cry. I wanted to take some pic's but I realized that I didn't have my phone on me. Who doesn't want a pic of a cool cut? Dr. Buck got up for a second and I realized he had an Iphone on him, I asked if it was okay for him to take a few different pics as he worked on it. He was more then happy to do so, I think he was even gonna send a few to his brother to have a look. After the pics and the stitching I was off and back home in a few hours. I was expecting to wait all night to get in but they told me I was the most action they had seen in a few days. I was very relieved that they got me in as quick as they did. Thanks again to Dr. Buck and the nurse.
Even with one hand I got some pics.
Here's the best part:
The weapon.
Fresh new Blade.
The mess I made while kicking the door.
Bloody Nixon.
The plastic housing w/zip ties that I was cutting.
Bloody Mess.
All cleaned up.
'Zip tied'
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