A few years ago, my husband was working for a wholesalers in domestic appliance spares. In the course of adjusting shelves, he managed to slice the top right off the middle finger of his left hand... he took himself and the bit down to casualty; they sewed it back on, and bandaged it thoroughly. Says Chris, 'That's no good, I've got a gig tonight'... He took the bandage off and played, but he never managed to remove the bloodstains from the fretboard of that guitar.