I have a piece of pencil graphite in the palm of my right hand. I was carrying a pencil in 2nd grade and accidentally hit my hand on a bookshelf and jammed it deep into my hand. I guess I never bothered to take the graphite out.
You didn't go to the doctor?
Of course we did, they just checked to make sure it was all clear (my dad did pull the hook out) and gave me a tetanus shot.
Sheesh, hardcore.
Well, yea.
I couldn't be married to Knyte if I wasn't hardcore. He's awesome you know.
Well, yea.
I couldn't be married to Knyte if I wasn't hardcore. He's awesome you know.
I first read this as crotch and thought the story would turn out much differently.crochet
Did you keep your fingers unlike your coworker?
I just remembered a very interesting injury I had.
I was sitting in my room with my sister hanging pics on the wall and she asked if one was straight, so I leaned off my bed to see and right onto the top of a crochet project (one with thread and a tiny crochet hook), the hook part went right into my thigh, through my pants and everything. I think I was in shock and managed to calmly tell her to go get dad. She turns around and starts screaming and runs upstairs. My mom and one of my other sisters came down, saw it, and immediately had to go outside for fresh air. It was probably in my leg a good inch. Luckily we got it out without breaking the hook and other then a little pain here and there it's simply a distant memory.