Not the kind of e-mail you want to get.

Today I was walking with Rebecca going to my car, when I get an e-mail notification on my cell phone. It was from my Dad. No surprise there, my Dad works out of state (he's currently in Missouri) so we often e-mail back and forth usually throughout the day. This e-mail, however, was a little out of the ordinary.

SUBJECT: A weird day..........
BODY:

You won't believe what happened to me today. I went to lunch with the guys.

Now I'm misssing the end of my index finger on my left hand. From the start of my fingernail all the way to the end. It was a freak accident. The whole end is gone. I spent 3 hours in the ER and with a plastic surgeon and they can't reattach it. It was on a chair at a restaurant. More later, but I'm fine. FEMA has been great.

Dad

I probably read this e-mail about six times. I thought it was a joke. I immediately called my Dad to verify the story behind his e-mail. My Dad, in fact, is now missing a part of his finger. He somehow managed to cut it clean off. Not only that, his work buddies picked up the piece of his finger & brought it with them to the ER.

I'm still trying to figure out details.

Regardless, he spent 3 hours in the ER & went right back to work. What a guy.

Crazy.