My dad took me to the hospital and into the emergency room one night to watch him stitch up a guy whose scalp had been ripped half off in a drunk driving accident.
I don’t recall how old I was, but I was pretty young.
It does have an educative effect. From that point on, I had a pretty solid practical understanding when watching cowboy and Indian shows of how scalping worked. These are invaluable life lessons.
Yeah, trauma is a great teacher... I’m glad I had my Dad instead... Jus’ sayin’.