Well, my dad was in hospital, he had a tumor. So everything he's done till now - fall down one me.
So I needed to cut and chop some wood.
And I was chopping that wood with axe (as already few years with experience), I was wondering, how my nieghbour could cut his thumb off with axe (he did cut his thumb off, with an axe, but he got is sewed on). And in that fu***ng moment,as I was thinking about it, my axe slipped from that piece of wood, and it hit on my hand.
I looked at it, and some of the skin was already gone. And I thought, that it will hurt, cause I hit it with iron. I wanted to get another wood piece, and then I saw, how the blood spilled a far from my hand.
I squeezed my hand with other, and I decided to walk to my home. My mother was by my father side. My sister was in school. And my grandma wasn't at home. I yelled loudly for grandma and grandpa - and they were in garden, about 150m away. They saw what happened, and they took me to hospital.
The worst pain, which I had, was when the doctor asked - do you wanna feel it or not?
Just before he sewed my hand.
I decided, not to get any painkillers, and not to get other stuff - it was a fu***ng mistake.
He took a needle, and he thrusted through my hand - I thought I would piss and shit in my pants afterwards. It took him about 3 minutes, but for me it was eternal pain.
After that, I decided to take some painkillers...