Today's my Birthday, I'm not even sure how old I am, maybe 32. I will have to ask my husband when he gets home how old he is and then subtract a year. That is how I have remembered how old I am since I was about 26. The years seam to just blend in.
My recent Work In Progress is for me. Which is fitting for my Birthday I suppose. It is a quilt I had planned at least a year ago to make. I wanted a quilt just for me to cuddle in and watch a movie or to take a nap with.
This quilt has given me the most trouble though.
When Simple Abundance came out I loved it right away. The fabric colors were just what I liked and went with my home. I ordered what I thought I would use and then it sat for a year. When I finally started work on the quilt I wanted more red picnic dot for the back and had a hard time finding one yard of it for a price I was willing to pay.
Then it came time to quilt it, I used my Mother in laws machine and did an all over roaming stipple.
Trouble first started when I sewed through my finger, pretty deep into the skin on the tip. It bled plenty and left me with a crippled finger to finish sewing with. Trouble still found it's way when the machine quilting foot broke along with the needle. It came crashing down on a white part of the quilt. The lever in back holding the foot in place must have loosened and slid off (Has this ever happened to anyone before with their Bernina??). Luckily the broken needle didn't jab a hole in the fabric or snag it or leave a mark. This happened late afternoon on a Saturday. I felt relieved that the Bernina dealer was still open giving me just enough time to run down and buy a new foot for the machine.
Sewing was going just fine when I felt a horrible jab in my left finger. Trouble, I tell you, this quilt. I realized the needle sewed right through the center of my fingernail and out the other side. The needle didn't break and it even sewed a few more stitches on the quilt before I realized what happened. The thread broke away from my finger when I pulled it away, but otherwise the sewing machine would have kept on going, that is power. The needle was brand new so it was sharp. Luckily it didn't sew through the bone or the needle would have broken for sure. I just sat there for a moment trying not to look to closely to the cracked nail and bit of blood. Surprisingly it didn't bleed a whole lot but the sight of it about made me throw up or pass out. That is my response to any injury on myself that I see. I could feel the blackness overcoming me and I had to fight to not pass out.
One time I cut my finger on a metal green bean can lid after opening it. I instantly felt lightheaded and had to sit down. When I was sitting I passed out for a few seconds. Yep, I get queasy only when I see me injured. My kids have severely been bleeding before and I don't feel the same with them.
So now the quilt is safe and sound at home waiting for the blue plaid binding to be sewn on. That's always by hand and so I'm sure there will be some needle pokes but nothing too severe.
Now I'm curious, What is the worst sewing related injury you have every received?
I know there are many, so lets hear them.
I spared you an image of my cracked finger nail. I think it's a bit gross to see an injury up close and personal of others, so consider yourself lucky.