Here's the backstory: I had my finger puree'd in a woodchipper 5 weeks ago. I was lucky, but still lost a chunk of the index finger tip (side, not top).

http://www.jsonline.com/features/29460314.html 

That being said, I've been passively looking to get my hands on some. But today I mentioned it to my doctor and he said he was just discussing the same topic the other day. He said I'd be the perfect candidate, if either of us could find some...

So, does anyone out there know which street corner guy dealing with experimental pig plasma?

I'm joking, but serious too.

http://www.acell.com/?_kk=pig%20powder&_kt=18b79a5f-382c-4e4f-8d48-1b773e13828d&gclid=CLz7_4bQm6ECFV195QodogcxxA 

Well my old Coke Dealer is due to be paroled in a few years.If you can wait ,I'll see what I can do...

wheel,

I've heard of experimental pig snout grafting.

Problem is the finger will root around for corn while you're asleep and you'll wake up sore.

Ungrateful!

And I was going to get you a lucrative gig in a Coney Island side show tent...

Oh, and Rob, I'd give you a high five, but at this point, all I could offer is 4 7/8ths.

I can only count to 9 3/4. The other 1/4 of my left hand thumb was tossed over my shoulder by a table saw. The "ring" of the blade, the glimpse of something flying over my shoulder, and everything else that followed is something that's seared in my brain forever.

On the up side, I have one less nail to trim. On the down side, buttoning shirts, trying to pick out a knot or pick up a dropped coin off the floor really sucks (you never realize how much you use the tips of your fingers until you lose one).

Sorry to get off topic.

I can't help you with pixie dust but I'll challenge you to a thumb war.... as long as I can use my right hand.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-563099/The-amazing-pixie-dust-pigs-bladder-regrew-severed-finger-FOUR-weeks.html 

Bucky, I've been having the recurring nightmares / flashbacks. It's a little freaky, but it's a form of PTSD.

And you know this why?

He was a 9 3/4 fingered machinist.

Dude, you nipped off a bit of your finger. Not that big of a deal. Easy to say for me maybe since my accident was 8 yrs or so ago and it's well in my past. You'll get through it.

I sympathize since at the time I was going through it, I also had weird dreams and worries of loosing my whole hand. I'm serious. I would wake up at night with my hand throbbing and have some bad thoughts.

Discussions with the doctor about what he was going to do and what I could expect planted some things in my mind that freaked me out. It turns out that thumbs are kind of important for daily life. He was frank - he told me of possible infections, blood poisoning, permanent nerve damage... all different kinds of crap that might go wrong. They were only possibilities but day by day as I looked at the progression of my reconstructed thumb, they started to seem real.

I underwent two surgeries to repair it (table saws don't make a real clean cut) and they weren't sure that they could even save the thumb as a whole. They peeled back the skin like a banana to cut out the damaged tissue and bone then sewed (is that a word?) it back up.

First repair didn't work. All the skin around the stub turned black, dried up and died off, things started turning weird colors. My mind started making **** up... infection... bone infection... nerve damage... Holly crap! I'm gonna lose my hand and it's gonna crawl up my arm to my brain.

He went and did another surgery. He pealed the banana again, nipped back the bone a bit further, cut out more dead tissue and took some fresh skin off the inside elbow of my arm to graft over the end of my thumb. This time the graft took. It was a sucky 10 weeks of surgeries, recovery, arm casts and physical therapy but all worked out A-OK.

When in physical therapy, my therapist gave me an article that just came out (at the time) in one of the medical journals about some dude that had a full hand transplant. His body was growing new nerves into his transplanted hand! The human body is an amazing machine.

Case in point, the skin graft that he took off my arm and put over the end on my thumb worked so well that the hair follicles are still alive. I have whiskers on the end of my stubby thumb. If I didn't work with my hands and wear the hair down, I could probably grow a beard off the end of my lopped off thumb.

Well that's my stubby story.

Goodnight Moon

I know that, but tell my psyche. It's all about seeing my finger exploded open, looking like steak tar-tar with a bone sticking out of it.

I was given similar speaches. Amputation, sewing the finger into my thigh, infections. I was lucky to be able to still have sensation and the ability to bend the finger, which is why the doctor wrapped the remains of the finger around the bone and sewed it up.

5 weeks later and so far so good.

We're past the infection talk and we're beginning to talk about grafts.

But no matter what happens, I know I'm lucky: The chipper is a big 8 hp machine that could have grabbed my hand and fed it - and my arm through without missing a beat. I would have bled out.

I thank God every time I look at the finger that I'm stiull here