Ok, so it is Friday. All went well, in that no one is hurt, everyone is alive, and everything turned out very well. But one patient's IV failed in the middle of surgery. Not as bad as it sounds, the surgical area had an anesthetic block. He seemed to just rouse and try to pull out his airway, and was given gasses to get him back under until a new IV could be placed. The resident anesthesiologist did as well, and did exactly what, a full attending anesthesiologist would have done, and rather more calmly than some I have witnessed. Our staff were in the room helping well within a minute.
A little while later, I realized I'd sustained a few good scrapes that bled a bit. I applied a dressing, and continued. Hurt a bit, rubbing on the desk surface, despite the occlusive film.
Got home, we decided to use the old bread to make stuffing, and I took to cutting it up. More blood ensued. Looks worse than it is, held pressure a good ten minutes, soaked the offending digit in cayenne paste, then bandaged the hell out of it so it wouldn't hurt, and not start bleeding due to being knocked about. Enjoying giving D the "thumbs up!" Which amuses.
Think I'll go lie in bed and read the Fortean Times that came in the mail today.