The pit was strangely soft, and the knife really sharp (ironically my husband had just sharpened it for me); the knife went through the pit and into my fingerrrrrr... :(
I squealed a little and ran around the room holding my hand together not knowing if I had cut a finger off. Luckily it was just a cut on my middle finger that hurt allot and looked scary..to me. I didn't want to freak my son out so I pretended all was fine, then we went to the ER. I ended up getting stitches, five of them. My left middle finger feels all numb still, because apparently I hit a nerve. Luckily I can still move it, so no permanent damage. Going to get my stitches out on Friday, in the meantime getting used to doing everything without my middle finger. The numbness feels so strange I just can't manage to use it, even while I type right now. I enjoyed less house work the first two days when I couldn't really do much, but that part is back to normal now.
So what did I learn from all this? To never say "not me," I had recently seen something about how common it is for people to cut themselves working with an avocado on T.V, and I really did think "not me" because I had done so many times for so long now. Another thing I learned was to always get a professional opinion, I was almost not going go to the hospital thinking I might be over reacting. In the past week I've heard and read stories of people who cut their finger and didn't go get stitches-who now either have a huge scar, or have a horrible story about getting their finger infected while healing. I was told I probably won't scar at all from my cut that needed five stitches, and the doctor joked that I should be able to 'feel' completely by November, when my baby is born.
So if you make it hear because you cut your finger and deciding what to do, go, go get it checked, better safe than sorry.