Does is it need to be said? Yep. Did I listen? Nope.

[Dave 53]

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Of course, it's not my fault and the build manual's "warning and statement of non-liability at the advise of men with soft hands and necks the size of pencils" seems rock solid, so I guess I'll sue the manufacture of the drill bit.

[GoDadGo]

Sorry that you Boogered Up your finger, but am glad it is still there.

[fletch]

Bah! You’re just getting started!
Seems I get injured every weekend working on the car. I am a bit accident prone.
Dave’s write up in the front of the manual gave us all a good laugh. That was almost 3 years ago...

[Nigel Allen]

That's why the body shells are blood red colour...

[Sigurd]

There is no warning about drilling into your own hand! Sue!

[narly1]

That's only a "wad of TP and wrap with masking tape then back at'r" kind of injury LOL.

[Jeff Kleiner]

That's only a "wad of TP and wrap with masking tape then back at'r" kind of injury LOL.

I prefer a hunk of paper towel and electrical tape myself ;)

Frequent occurrence in my house when I come in...

Wife---"What did you do to your hand/leg/head this time?"

Me---quizzically looking at the body part in question and finding dried blood "I don't know"

Because I usually have no idea!

Jeff

[egchewy79]

I've dubbed my garage the "bloody knuckle garage". I've had a series of nicks and cuts, varying depths. Lots of bend back fingernails as well w/ bleeding from the nail bed. The injuries usually mark the end of my time in the garage for that day. Maybe not the best hobby for a surgeon who needs his hands...

[Papa]

That's were the phrase, "blood, sweat, and tears" comes from. Be proud!!!

[Straversi]

If you are not bleeding on your project, you’re just mailing it in.
-Steve

[Papa]

Since you seem to be a good sport, I'll share an article that I hope you won't take the wrong way.

https://grassrootsmotorsports.com/articles/so-youve-drilled-through-your-own-hand/

Text pasted for those that don't need to go to the source:


So You've Drilled Through Your Own Hand
By J.G. Pasterjak
Dec 28, 2020

Congratulations! You’ve joined the elite club of people who have, through their own carelessness or inattention, drilled through their own hand while working on their car.

You know this because when you stopped drilling, the hand that was holding the drill dropped neatly to your side where you store it for future use, while the other hand–the hand you were using to support the back of the panel you were drilling through–mysteriously stayed in place. So did the drill itself, stuck as it was through the metal and your hand meat.

Drilling through your own hand can be a confusing and chaotic time. We’ve prepared this handy (Ha! Get it?) guide to assist you in the aftermath.

1. Confirm that you really drilled through your own hand. Upon drilling through your own hand, there will be several signs. The first will be disbelief and denial. “Surely that was someone else’s hand back there,” you will think, and possibly even say aloud, but it will soon become readily apparent that no one else is present. The humiliation is next, but it will only mask the physical pain for a few seconds, so savor it in its purest form while you can.

2. Find a scapegoat. Next to my shop is a donkey. I mean, he lives there, he doesn’t just stand there at random. It’s technically the neighbor’s donkey, but his… pen? Paddock? Donketorium? Whatever you call the area where a donkey lives is right across from the front of my shop.

So when his particular human isn’t around, he’s usually at the fence begging for donkey treats and keeping a watchful eye on my progress. As he is the perfect foil, whenever a mistake is made in my shop, the resulting crash, bang, pop, fizzle or scrape is usually followed by a loud “Dammit, donkey!” clearly indicating where fault actually lies. The overspray got on the windshield not because I am a sloppy masker, but because the donkey was silently judging me.

Upon hearing my cries, the donkey usually responds with a noise that sounds half like mocking laughter and half like derisive deflection. He’s wise to my schemes by now, but quickly shifting the blame from me to him lessens the psychic burden. Side note: For you city folk who have never heard a real donkey before, they sound exactly like your drunk friend doing an impression of a donkey.

3. Now you must act. First, forget about finishing this project tonight. In fact, any upcoming plans not directly related to wound care or gauze replacement are pretty much out the window. No, it’s time to summon help. For most of us, this will mean calling an ambulance. Hopefully your phone is actually on your person and not just slightly out of reach of your free hand. Drilling through your own hand somewhat limits your mobility, what with the drill bit tunneling through so much tissue and bone and pinning it to the back of the panel you were supporting. But no, really, not using a 2×4 was a good idea. Saved a lot of time, didn’t ya?

Anyway, it’s about now that you begin wishing there were two emergency numbers you could call: one for regular emergencies and one for really embarrassing ones. I’d be more than willing to spend a couple extra bucks toward my deductible if I knew I could expect a certain level of discretion from my rescue professionals.

Let’s face it, 911 dispatchers aren’t stupid, and they’ve seen and heard it all. When they say, “911, what is your emergency?” and you say, “I can’t really say,” they can tell just from the timbre of your voice that your genitals are hopelessly trapped in a pool vacuum fitting while the rest of you is casually nursing a poolside drink like nothing has happened. I’d be willing to bet that after 10 years on the job, a good 911 operator can determine the exact object irretrievably inserted in a caller’s butt based on the first 5 seconds of awkward stalling.

But summon help you must, and when the paramedics show up, there’s pretty much one course of action they’re going to take. They’re going to cut that precious panel–the one you so lovingly supported with your own flesh–around the drill so they can free your hand and deliver the whole mess to the hospital for proper separation.

You wanted to drill one simple hole, but because you didn’t take proper safety precautions, you ended up with a whole mess of sloppily chopped sheet metal to replace. Which reminds me to plug next month’s column: “So You’ve Welded Through Your Own Fingertip.”

[fletch]

I came back to this thread prepared to offer my apologies for my initial cavalier response to the suffering of another human and one similarly gifted (afflicted?) with an urge to build his own transportation just for the fun of it.

Then I read Papa’s response and realized I need a donkey. Our garage is not located in a pastoral setting as was the article’s author. So I’m going to print a picture of Donkey from Shrek and tape it to the garage wall. That way I will have an outlet for my psychic pain.

Dave 53, welcome to the club. I’m glad the drill didn’t get stuck in your hand. Keep the duct tape handy.

[FF33rod]

'Tis just a flesh wound!!! Not even a stitch... thankfully.
By the way, be careful of spinning flap discs.....

Steve

[CABulldog]

I once managed to drop a 3/4 ton truck tie rod end bar on my finger with the ubolt for the damper hitting the end of the finger and opening up the skin about 75% of the way around in the circular pattern. Initially I lay on the floor saying a few choice words because it hurt. The trunk was too long to close the garage door, and the front end was in bits as I replaced the steering components so I did not want to go to the ER even though I was quite certain I needed stitches. I got up cleaned the finger as best I could from the grease and dirt on it, put a band aid on it and carried on working. The only difficult part was it was my dominant hand and the finger nearest my thumb that was hurt. I got the truck all finished but the rest of the work was a little tender. Now the times I have put a knife into my fingers have been a little different, first time I just wrapped it in a tea towel until it stopped bleeding, 20 years later the scar is very hard to see, and the thumb I actually did go to ER and get stitch, of course I drove my self in a stick.

Honestly if I am working in the garage and I am not cutting myself of bleeding then I am not going to have a successful project.

[AZPete]

I LOVE this place. A post about bleeding brakes gets 1 or 2 replies the first day, but a post about a bleeding finger gets 14 replies in 13 hours! :D

I lost count of band-aids, Neosporin, gauze pads, tape and adult words in my builds.

[aquillen]

I keep band-aids, duct-tape, super-glue handy in the garage. Squeeze the damage shut, hose it with superglue and wrap tape over it. Band-aids are for if it needs to look nicer. Right back to work.

[mburger]

I prefer a hunk of paper towel and electrical tape myself ;)

Frequent occurrence in my house when I come in...

Wife---"What did you do to your hand/leg/head this time?"

Me---quizzically looking at the body part in question and finding dried blood "I don't know"

Because I usually have no idea!

Jeff

Exactly! Most times I’ve no idea when, where or how I’ve injured myself!