So, I'll tell you a little story about my life the past month. You know I've been working on the quilts for Midwinter Reds and things were a bit harried here. The quilts are done now and I've posted about them this past week. Thanks for saying such nice things about them.
Anyway, on to the story..... About a month ago when I was immersed in these projects and running lots of errands, I walked into my dining room from the kitchen after putting away groceries. I suddenly had a stabbing pain in my thigh. Not horrible, but kind of an "ouch". It felt like a bee sting, or being stuck by a pin. I felt my leg and felt nothing. The pain went away and I didn't think about it again until I took a shower the next day.
There was a huge bruise on my thigh and a hard lump underneath the bruise. Hmmmm. It didn't hurt, but was a bit tender on the bruise. So, I did what anyone would do - I googled "stinging pain, hard lump" and watched what came up. The online search pointed to several things, but it seemed to suggest a spider bite.
All the symptoms fit. I never found a spider the day before, but what else could it be? The bruise faded a bit, but the lump got bigger. 9 days later I went to the doctor to see what could be happening. Basically, I wanted to make sure I wasn't going to lose my leg. The Doctor was reassuring and said it wasn't any bug bite. She thought it was a "spontaneous eruption of a blood vessel". Hmmmmm, this didn't sound too good. I would prefer a spider bite. She said to not worry and just watch it. So I did. The bruise faded completely, but the lump was still there and it seemed to change shape from a round lump into a hard, sharp point.
Fast forward to this afternoon. I walked into the doorjamb and my leg brushed up against the door. The lump broke open and started to bleed. While bandaging the "lump" I noticed a piece of metal. I pulled. Yep, you guessed it. A needle. A 2" long, straw needle. Super long and thin and perfect for applique - and also for plunging into cellulite riddled flesh, I discovered.
After a quick call to the Doctor to confirm I had a recent tetanus shot (I have!), I washed it and bandaged it. Did you know that after 1 month in your leg a needle will get rusty? The eye of the needle actually rusted shut. (Have I ruined your dinner yet?)
Anyway - all is good. The leg doesn't have any symptoms of infection or inflammation. It looks like I'll probably be keeping the leg. Gibby is pleased about that.
Seriously, I have always agonized over "lost" needles. Especially with pets in the house. Who would have thought this could have happened though. Lesson of the day - keep track of those needles.
As to HOW it happened? All we can figure is that it somehow got stuck in my jeans and was there for quite awhile before it decided to impale me.
All is well here. Bill asked if it hurt. It didn't. Really. But then again, the Detroit Tigers had just hit 3 home runs. I was kind of numb. Here is the miserable little piece of metal for proof.
Keep Stitching!
Laurie