After nearly two months, I'm finally able to touch again! It's wild and amazing that a human body can just regrow a piece of a limp (if not a full limb) like this.

It's still not fully recovered—I think I still have a couple layers of skin to go, and the tip is incredibly sensitive and has no fingerprints; I can feel individual strands of hair with it, while cold water is freezing and anything moderately sharp hurts. But I can type with it again!

Cat on my bled-upon pants. He cares more about potential food than anything on the pants. The cats were more bemused by the unfolding scene, as I called my wife and she helped to stem the bleeding and I could prepare to go to the clinic.

I have no more photos because I cleaned up the worst of it (in the kitchen basin, I'm afraid to say, and the entrance of the house). I wouldn't feel comfortable sharing those in any case, because it was terrifying how much blood there was.