I'm ok.

 Well after loosing a hundred and eleventy three gallons of blood, leaving me just enough for a mildly peckish anorexic mosquito to put on a small water biscuit I'm ok, a small plaster covered the cut. 
 Ok fair enough I might be exaggerating just a smidgen on the amount of blood I lost (well I am a bloke) but it's bloody sore, and boy did it sting when I put the antiseptic wipe on it, it hurt more than when I cut it.
 Still I'm alive and well-ish, all I need now is a large bloodhound for a transfusion and I'll be sorted.