I did it. I sliced the tip of my finger off.
A few times in the past weeks I nicked a finger, or got a decently deep cut, but last night was gold. When I realized what was happening it was already too late, and there on my cutting mat was a clump of cells that used to be part of me.
This probably happened because of the crunch that we are all in. Mid-term reviews are this week, and everyone is scrambling, as you might imagine.
After my review on wednesday I promise pictures and descriptions in better detail.
But only after I do all my laundry, clean my house and go grocery shopping.