<human>: Points for actually being today?

A little back story:
I work at a place where we deal with a lot of power tools. Its no surprise when we have certain safety precautions, and its made sure everyone follows them. Me especially. 

Well, I had to cut some chains in half for one of the drivers that delivers machines to customers. I was in no rush, so it didn't come as a surprise when he was already gone when I started.

When I did, I decided to use a cutting wheel on an angle grinder. I got the sneaky suspicion that I should be wearing gloves (I usually do anyway but something assure me even more I would need gloves on this particular cut.) I did use safety glasses as well.

I started the cut, and the first chain fell away with ease. No issues, and cut perfectly in half. Feels good man, a successful cut and I didn't die from the death wheel. Now for the second chain. I got the first side cut easy. When I started the second, something didn't feel right. As soon as that happened the death wheel decided to live up to its name.

A pop and an instant pool of blood later, I had half of a cutting wheel embedded into my nose. I pulled it out in panic and ran to the restroom to try to stop the bleeding. Then I saw it. My nose was now in shreds, and bits of skin were hanging down. In a blind panic I could only muster one of the shop guys names over and over and having a borderline anxiety attack. I managed to go into shock on the drive to the clinic, where I was put directly into a room and stitched. 

Good thing is, not only did I avoid a bunch of nerve damage, but I only cut through skin. No cartilage was damaged, and I managed to get seven stitches to patch it all up.

I don't have any pictures because I was pretty much in a blind panic, but when I change the mustache gauze tonight I'll get some of the stitching

Can you summarize the given text in a few sentences?
<bot>: the death wheel decided to go all chop suey on my nose and now I have a cool mustache gauze wrap to keep it all clean!