I once cut the tip of my left thumb off and decided to reattach it myself. It was only the top half centemeter or so, the nail was still there and it was a perfectly clean cut, so it seemed doable. It worked out well. Even the sensation in the tip of my thumb eventually came back (took a couple months). The second week of healing was pretty annoying, however, as it tingled constantly as if it were in a perpetual state of becoming un-numb.
I arranged for a Saturday, today, without attachments.
It ended up being used for something other than what I orginally intended, and it was exactly what I needed.
I've been struggling with a set of personal questions for the last year or so revolving around how to invest limited internal resources. They had always seemed infinite (yeah, yeah, it's absurd, I know) since I'd always had excess left over at the end of the day. Each year since my re-attainment of general function at the end of my teen years, I've tried taking on a little more and a little more. It was really enjoyable to find out just what was possible when I tried. Well, recently I seem to have reached the extent of how many things I can juggle with internally at once. Which is really cool, but also distressing as it turns out I have no mechanisms of coping with that built up. It's like someone who is really, really out of shape climbing stairs for the first time ever. Not pretty.
I've been trying to build an internal storyline over the last 6 months or so for this, during which time things have been anything but straightforward in my life (which is to say, life doesn't dole out the breaks very often). I've been driven to absolute distraction the last month or so as a set of thoughts have been coming together. My head has been tingling as if it were in a constant state of becoming un-numb.
Today, with time alone and some fairly major personal decisions finally being made, I seem to have regained the feeling in the tip of my mind.