My left hand is where I keep my scars. I've always thought it was because I'm very right-handed and so my left hand is a simple appendage. It doens't have the dexterity of my right hand or any of the motor memory that my right hand does. There are three prominent scars on the left. The two thin scars are from knives. One of them was an accidental cut with a swiss army knife, while the other was with a hunting knife. The most prominent scar however is one on my left index finger. When I was 16 or so, maybe I was celebrating Christmas with my family in upstate New York and the tree was too high for the room we put it in. The fix was easy, just lop off the topmost branch part and the tree would fit perfectly – about 3 inches of treetop. I grabbed a pair of scissors and I angled them just right and lopped off the branch. What I didn't notice was that this part of my index finger was also laying against the equally sharp sides of the scissors on my side of the scissor screw that held the two pieces of metal together. I had taken a thick notch out of my index finger. The rest, well, is the scar.
The only other scar I have that is noticeable is a surgical scar just above my knee on my left leg. I had to have a cyst removed and it required surgery to do it. That hurt a lot less than any of the others because I was put to sleep while they took it out of me and woke up stapled and bandaged.
