This is the palm of my hand after the knife ran out of resistance on one of the peaches and dug right on into me. I had a hard time looking at the crevasse in my flesh once the blade had done its darnedest. It took quite a while for it to stop bleeding, but it was the insistent soreness that has lasted hours upon end that has gotten me worse. I love spending time in the kitchen and I do a lot of hand-washing and hand-washing of dishes, and this put a real kink in my usual routines. By Sunday evening, it was feeling better, though.
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