Day 1: Saturday
Hacked my chin up pretty bad. Crusted over. Soon forgot about it.
Day 2: Sunday
Razor fell on exact same spot, opening the wound. Hurt like a bitch. Eventually re-scabbed.
Day 3: Monday
Didn't shave, both because of time restrictions and I don't need the heartbreak.
Day 4: Tuesday
To be determined
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I was 13 and home alone when I decided to use my Dad's to shave my legs for the first time. I didn't know that every time he used his double edged razor he cleaned it and then released the blade. It was a good thing the neighbour next door was well versed in first aid. I hope your wound is healing.
Yeah, a day off was pretty much all I needed to recover. That's quite the story you have, though. I'm glad your neighbor was home.
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