Is There A Doctor In The House?

We're having a family dinner tonight because it's Laura's last week here. I was chopping some nuts with a handy-dandy chopper thing which has a cup you attach to the bottom next to the blades. I chopped away and went to wash the chopper, and yep, sliced my fingertip right open. Ouch! Luckily Bud was home and available to stitch me back up. I'm such a wimp though. I got a bigger pain in my tummy than I ever had on my finger. Isn't it "hand-y" to have someone that can stitch up your owies?