I turned on the garbage disposal and swished my hand around the sink to push the little food bits into the hole. While doing so, my forearm hit a metal spatula resting precariously on the side of the sink. It fell into the garbage disposal handle-first, then quickly shot out and stabbed me near the top of my diaphragm.
No blood was spilled, but I now have a healthy fear of the minor appliance and try to keep the area around the sink clear of sharps.
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