Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Knitters, beware
By way of amusing and alerting you, a recent mini-adventure and a warning. The warning - watch where you put your own and only feet or wear shoes all all all the time. The adventure - well, it all began on my way home on Monday. I had started knitting the first of a pair of lovely bright orange socks using cotton yarn and size 3 double point needles. I arrived home, read the mail, had some soup and salad, watched a little tv, then worked a couple of inches above the ribbing. I wanted a cup of tea so I put yarn and needles on the floor and stood up, then decided to take my water glass into the kitchen too. Ah, but the glass was riskily and dangerously on the side table. Risky? Dangerous? I reached for the glass and felt a sudden sharp pain in my (bare) foot. I would have said it was impossible but I had impaled my foot on one of the needles creating the sock. There it was, like an arrow on a dart board, quivvering between the second and third toes of my right foot. I kept staring in disbelief. Eventually I realized that no one else would rescue me so I had to pull the needle out - which felt pretty much the way you'd expect - you know how wood needles drag where metal and plastic needles glide smoothly? I thought about tetanus but decided wood knitting needles aren't rusty nails (right?). I lay down on the couch with my foot in the air, waiting for the pain to begin in earnest (although it never did hurt much at all which I still don't understand). All seems to have ended well in that my foot is still attached to my leg and no toes have fallen off. Thank heavens I didn't lance anything like a tendon, as a friend pointed out. Then again, when I picked up the sock to resume knitting and noted with relief that the sock seemed none the worse for wear, there was an odd piece of something dry and papery on about the top eighth of an inch of one of the needles. I wonder what it was (uh, no I don't).
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