A guitar-playing friend sliced the tendon of his left index finger in a stupid accident a couple of years ago. I've just gotten home from calling a contra dance in which he was one third of the band. It took a lot of time and work and was a serious bummer much of the time, but it happened. I don't know if he's playing just the same as he used to, but he sure is a fine player.

Best of luck to you.

~ Becky in Tucson