Squeamish, beware! What you see may appall you!

To celebrate Halloween, I decided to festively cut off part of my thumb chopping veggies at work on Wednesday. I guess it's going to heal pretty well but my left thumb will always be a little special. I did cut a little piece of it clean off, but it was not found on the cutting board and did not end up in someone's salad, so we can only assume it's somewhere safe.

All of which led me to think about my material body and its constituent parts. After temporarily freaking out and worrying about being disfigured for the rest of my life, I gained perspective by thinking about what percentage of my body remained (99.9%). I have my limbs, eyes, ears, nose. I have not stepped on a landmine or been hit by shrapnel. I quickly realized that I needed to shut up about it.