Ouch, been there. I hate when I injure a hand. My hands have always been there for me when times were rough. They saw me through a tough relationship that failed, my hands were there to help. I have never been lonely with my hands. They also never talk back or refuse to "Lend a hand." Now that you guys have read this, get your minds out of the gutter. I ment that my hands have earned a decent paycheck during hard times
