Yeaaaah. I usually just have my digging page open with the initial FP, then when I go to level up, don't refresh my knuffel page till the end so I can figure it out that way. XD

and ewwwwwwwwww. I think there would be no way the could stick me in a pinky with a needle like that. And they would have to numb me up. No way would they be able to do that to me without numbing me up.

Speaking of stitches. I think there is some that fell out already, just kind of chilling in the corner of my mouth because part of it's still in my gum. Good thing it's the kind that dissolve.

I have never gotten stitches before but they sound rather disturbing LOL.

The only other time I've had stitches was when I broke my arm and they had to place a metal rod in my bone so it would heal back right.

I thought they used glue instead of stitches too? At least I think my one of my little brothers got something glued back together from one of their stupid "let's do something stupid" games.

I once had a school mate that had gotten a crack in his head they ended up gluing. I've only have gotten stitches and several of them.
Once they had to surgically remove a crochet needle from my hand (very long story:D ) and that stitch was the only one I was ever conscious of them setting.
The ones in my jaw because of the removal of some teeth and the ones on my arm where all done outside my view. :}

I had tripped over my brother one Saterday morning after chasing him around the table because he was being mischievous. During that chase we had apparently knocked moms crochet needles to the floor and I landed in the whole stack.
When I sat up, planning to put them all back in there container, I saw that one of the smaller ones (I was 8 so that's still fairly big for those hands) had speared itself through the soft tissue of the palm under the little finger all the way till the thumb.
When I moved my thumb it would move and I could move it around between my index and thumb of my other hand without any issue but when I tried to pull my hand would go completely numb. So I went upstairs to get my mom.
After she was done fainting she called somebody to watch my brother and sister and took me to our doctor. He looked at it for a moment and told us to go to the hospital. (Can't remember how we got there, but I believe the mother of the babysitter drove us, no ambulance)
I'll skip the part where I got everybody nauseous in the waiting room because of my playing with it. After taking some x-ray's the doctors told me I was lucky that it somehow had gone between all the bones and muscles and veins. Outside of my skin nothing was damaged, but as it had gone in hook first they were going to need to remove it surgically.
I even remember telling the doctor to be very careful as I was going to be a famous writer/artist and that was my dominant hand. He promised me he was going to be nice. And outside the first needle prick I felt nothing of the other needles, scalpel or even the thing they used to stretch my skin a little to make some room.
Poorly this is also the first time I realized I get dizzy when I see my own blood. They thought I had gotten sick because of the operation. :}
Like I said it's a story. :D