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This week has shown the level of awareness i actually have about safety in the work place when working on projects. In the past 2 weeks I have...
1: Badly burned my arm on a stove rack.
D and I were baking chicken fingers in the oven, and i attempted to take them out, forgetting about the second oven rack, hovering just high enough to badly burn my arm when i reached into the oven, not seeing it. The burn is now healed, but it's left a rather large scar on my forearm. I love that sizzling sound you hear right before you realise it's you.
2: Stabbed myself in the thumb with a scalple.
I did 2 years of disections in highschool biology lessons, only to stupidly play with a scalple 2 years later and stab myself. Ok, not completely the case. I was making a new kidney belt out of some heavy leather, and i have using a punch, and so that i didn't blunt it, i was using it on top of a piece of ply wood. The dye would go streight through the leather and into the ply. I noticed that the punch had cut into the ply and there was a cicle of wood in the punch. Now this would have come out on its own, and was in no way hindering me from continuing work on the kidney belt, but i was bored and obviously distracted by this small circle of ply wood because i then proceeded to look for something toget it out of the puck with. The first thing i could pick up that was thin on one end was a scalple that was left out on the bench. And so i proceeded to poke at the piece of wood, scalple in one hand, punch in the other.
Have you ever had a time when you just space out comepletely. Your not sure why your doing something, but it was the first thing that came to mind, and you didn't think it through, and it hits you all of a sudden the severity of what you've just done? For example, picking ones nose in the car at a red light, only to find tht the person in the car next to you has been watching... This was kinda like that.
Here I am, happily poking this extremely sharp object twards my left hand, blisfully ignorant of the mistake i was making. The first two prods wehnt as planned, and then the third was not so smooth. I felt a blunt pain in my thumb, somewhat like I was punched really hard in the tip of the thumb by a renegade action figure. I looked at my thumb, and it was completely unharmed! I said to myself, "Thank God! It was Blunt!" Of course as soon as i said this my thumb started bleeding, as if out of nowhere. It was then that i saw there was a massive split in my thumb. It was one of thouse cuts that took a moument to show its self. Grrr
3: Burned My Stomach with the Iron
Let's just say, Don't try to iron fabric in your pajamas, orany kind of singlet if it rides up to your midrift at all. I now have a long blistering burn on my stomach, about a centimeter above a scar from burning myself in the exact same way 2 years ago.