You are so lucky you were working for your dad. Dads are very compassionate and caring and supportive.
Most of my weird accidents have occurred when I was working for one of my older brothers; or most merciless of all, on a honey-do job.
Actually, we were working for a corporation owned farm. And he was compassionate all right./s
Farm work can be kinda dangerous. The most bizarre thing that happened was up at the main office/warehouse. They were taking 10 wheeler loads of spuds down to the sorting shed for shipping down to SoCal. The secretary was running the scale house. Her husband was driving one of the trucks. They would pull on the scale and then back off cause it was easier to go left around to the unloading bays than to go forward and maneuver the corner. Anyways, the big boss (not my dad) said Gene came into the office and told him he had run over Lila (his wife) and that she was dead. Apparently he had pulled onto the scale, got weighed, and backed off. She, for reasons unknown, somehow got herself behind the truck, got knocked down and he ran over her lengthwise with the four tires on that side and the front wheel. Hear tell it was a real mess. Backing off a scale with a 40,000 lb. truck is kind of a low speed operation. You can take it from there.
Heard tell Gene sued himself and is now a gazillionaire.
Got into the cabinetmaking after that. Much safer.
Everyone knows nothing can go wrong around high speed cutting equipment...
As far as this woman and her finger. I’m calling BS. Too much time between the “accident” and her deciding she was disabled for life. But that ain’t quite as bad as the BS that passes itself off as a judiciary.