However, I did cut fingertip and nail in last Tuesday’s early hours.

We needed to use some chicken and; I wanted to make some soup. After my first-of-the-day coffee, I went to work: slicing and chopping onlions, garlic, and carrots.

In the process, the knife slipped from one of the onions. My finger received a good cut, from a sharp knife. I’ve had plenty of practice with knives, cooking, and cuts—my instincts kicked in. I triaged the cut. Bandaged, I continued cooking.