The Seam Ripper Incident

Last night didn't turn out what I thought it would be like. My usual Wednesday evenings are to go with Roy and Amanda to pick up Jessica and Ammon from their mom's in Herriman. Come back home, have kids work on homework, have dinner, then have family home evening and then take the Jessica & Ammon back to Herriman.

Well there was a bit of change of plans for me yesterday. My sister, informed me a couple of weeks ago about a class Nebo School District was doing at Springville High School (right by my house) on making cloth diapers. It was just one night and for 2 hours. I would learn to make an all-in-one diaper and see if it was something I wanted to pursue for my next baby to save money. So the plan was I would have dinner with the kids and then go to this class with my sister. I even picked out a lesson for Roy to give for FHE so that things might be easier with all the kids.

Well I got to the class a little late, and we learned all sorts of neat things. Then the last hour we started learning to sew these diapers. It has been a long time since I have sewn anything and I wouldn't call myself an expert. But I have to admit I was proud of myself for what I still remembered. Well, I goofed up a bit on the diaper and my sister mentioned the instructor had a seam ripper to help unstitch some of the stitching and it was a really nice. (Side Note: The seam ripper was bigger than your normal "little" seam ripper. It was around 4 inches long and had a bigger point on it). :)

I started to unpick my mistake on the diaper. I was almost done with it when...the seam ripper flipped out of my hand and I put my legs together to try to catch it from falling on the floor and then next thing I know, blood is squirting out of my leg through my pants!! I was shocked. I put my hand over my leg and called for my sister, Diana, for some help. I didn't want to draw attention to the other people and I was trying to stay calm. I told Diana what had happened and
we got some paper towels and ran to the bathroom. We pulled my pants up to see what it looked like and it cut a little over a inch long and about three layers deep of skin (could have been deeper but it punctured a vein)...it was definitely enough for me that I couldn't look at it any more...otherwise I would freak out.

Well to make a long story short, I ended up going to the emergency room in the hospital, had 4 stitches put in my leg and a tetanus shot in my arm and yes I stayed calm through the whole situation and laughed quite a bit. It was embarrasing to even tell the story to the different hospital staff. My sister and I had a good laugh along with the hospital staff ...who would think a seam ripper could do so much damage.

I am more sore today in my arm from the shot than my leg...crazy! Roy is now calling me "Peg Leg the Pirate." :)