Why not to leave knitting needles upright in a basket:
I just came home from the emergency room after getting the craftiest injury that ever was.
As I was in the midst of sewing my first aid kit / fannypack nouveau for camp I realized that I had left my scissors by the computer in my bedroom. With scissors in hand, the phone started to ring and I rushed toward it.
WHOA BAD CALL!
I tripped and fell onto my basket of knitting suplies and impaled my leg with a metal knitting needle. I remember ripping it out (OW!) and then going to the bathroom. I don't really remember what happened after that except not being able to see / breathe / move / stand and being extremely thirsty. Amy came home and was like "um, you're in shock. I'm taking you to the hospital". After a very babbley car ride on my behalf, we arrived at the Ottawa General. After many (two) hours of waiting I was whisked away to a little room where the nurse chastised me for not knowing my immunization history. I'm pretty sure I've never had a tetanus shot because I've been too afraid of being pricked in the bum. Much to my delight, however, the dear nurse did not instruct me to pull down my pantaloons but rather said "ok, please don't punch me!" and gave me a very quick and forceful jab in my left arm. Trying to be tough I proclaimed "I'm a needle pro! That was nothing!". Inside I was crying a thousand tears of pain and jabbyness. Anyway, check out my sweet sea creatures band-aid. It's a jellyfish!
Another half hour later, the doctor arrived and helped me and my limpy leg up on the examination table. He poked around at my hairy leg / the wound and indicated with his fingers that the needle had gone in more than an inch. So disgusting! He told me that it's going to get progressively more swollen ("really, really swollen!") and painful for the next day and a half. I will have a super tough scar, but will be okay so long as I don't "roll in mud" and get it infected. "BUT NO MORE LEAVING CRAFT SUPPLIES ON THE FLOOR, GOT IT?". Got it! Another sea creature band-aid for the point of entry of my real injury please! A crab this time?
Awesome. But let this be a cautionary tale to all of you: NO CRAFT SUPPLIES ON THE FLOOR.
PS. Any painkiller/bruise-reducing/swelling-reducing tips are appreciated!
As I was in the midst of sewing my first aid kit / fannypack nouveau for camp I realized that I had left my scissors by the computer in my bedroom. With scissors in hand, the phone started to ring and I rushed toward it.
WHOA BAD CALL!
I tripped and fell onto my basket of knitting suplies and impaled my leg with a metal knitting needle. I remember ripping it out (OW!) and then going to the bathroom. I don't really remember what happened after that except not being able to see / breathe / move / stand and being extremely thirsty. Amy came home and was like "um, you're in shock. I'm taking you to the hospital". After a very babbley car ride on my behalf, we arrived at the Ottawa General. After many (two) hours of waiting I was whisked away to a little room where the nurse chastised me for not knowing my immunization history. I'm pretty sure I've never had a tetanus shot because I've been too afraid of being pricked in the bum. Much to my delight, however, the dear nurse did not instruct me to pull down my pantaloons but rather said "ok, please don't punch me!" and gave me a very quick and forceful jab in my left arm. Trying to be tough I proclaimed "I'm a needle pro! That was nothing!". Inside I was crying a thousand tears of pain and jabbyness. Anyway, check out my sweet sea creatures band-aid. It's a jellyfish!
Another half hour later, the doctor arrived and helped me and my limpy leg up on the examination table. He poked around at my hairy leg / the wound and indicated with his fingers that the needle had gone in more than an inch. So disgusting! He told me that it's going to get progressively more swollen ("really, really swollen!") and painful for the next day and a half. I will have a super tough scar, but will be okay so long as I don't "roll in mud" and get it infected. "BUT NO MORE LEAVING CRAFT SUPPLIES ON THE FLOOR, GOT IT?". Got it! Another sea creature band-aid for the point of entry of my real injury please! A crab this time?
Awesome. But let this be a cautionary tale to all of you: NO CRAFT SUPPLIES ON THE FLOOR.
PS. Any painkiller/bruise-reducing/swelling-reducing tips are appreciated!