Well I just had to blog about my fun adventure last night, instead of what I was going to post :)
I have three girls and they like to be a little snooty to each other sometimes. Well yesterday afternoon was one of those times.
I was sitting peacefully at my sewing machine working on some curtains, when they decided that it was going to be a snooty day. My oldest daughter walks in where I was and was telling me what her younger sister was doing ( that she felt was not right). So as I keep sewing ( because I wanted these curtains done, I know everyone has those feelings) I started to talk to her about leaving her sister alone and going into another room, when all of a sudden I notice my left pointer finger is under my sewing machine needle and it was piercing my skin. I pulled my finger back ( but of course it was too late) and the machine needle snapped and broke. I saw a little piece fly out so I figured as my finger was bleeding that it just punctured it. I went into the kitchen and got the bleeding to stop, and that is when I realized that piece I saw flying was not the whole piece that broke off. Here is where the rest was:
Yes! I had some of my needle in my finger! The tip of the needle had just barely broke through the skin. In a state of shock I had my oldest daughter call my husband ( who thinks he is the jack of all trades, but I still love him) to see what he thought I should do, he asked me to send a picture so I did and then he said he would call back. While I was awaiting his call, I called my PCP and he told me to go to the ER. I didn't want to go and pay the copay, so instead I let me husband ( who is home now) and his friend, play McGuyver on and me to see if they could pull it out. Very Bad Idea!! they pulled it out to this point:
That is when I started to feel a little sick to my stomach and wanting to pass out because they could not get a good enough grip on it to pull it out fast. So I endured about 45 min. of these two manly men telling me to stick it out, while they tugged away. I finally looked about my husband and said "stop now, I am going to the ER". We went they did x-rays to make sure it was not in the bone, then they injected my finger with lytacane ( which did not feel good either) after about 15-20 min when my finger was nice and numb and fat, the P.A. came in and pulled it out real fast at that was it.