Ouch. Heal quick, you have a lot of moving to do.
My Dad was once working on my brother's 74 Ford Van and slid a piece of plywood under it so he wouldn't have to lay on rocks. The ply wood dug in and pinched his finger between it and the bottom of the old school chrome bumpers and served the tip right off his middle finger. The hospital put it back on, but a year latter it wasn't growing right so they had to cut it back off. It seems like every time I injure myself my old man tells me " I've done that." I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree in my family. I guess K.J. is in trouble.