Last week I made a cute pincushion for myself out of some of my fun scraps. I didn’t bother to look up a tutorial or anything – it was a pincushion, for crying out loud – how hard can it be?
Turns out that I should maybe have looked up a tutorial because I did something terribly wrong. Everytime I pick it up I get poked from the underside. I’ve learned to be careful when picking it up, but then there was today… I was in the process of restoring order to my bedroom/newly repurposed craft area. It is in desperate need of having order restored. I wasn’t wearing any shoes. The phone rang and I moved quickly to get it and that’s where this story goes bad. The pincushion was upside down on my floor and I didn’t know it. I put my full body weight down on my left foot which was directly on top of this pincushion. I learned firsthand that acupuncture is best reserved for professionals.
The pain was so tremendous (you can imagine, 45 sewing pins and one needle forced quickly and directly into the bottom of your foot) that in my haste to get my foot off the floor I fell forwards, knocking my glasses off my face, losing a lens and a screw and still had the pincushion stuck into my foot.
This was when Maddie came into the room, with the phone which she had just answered (thankfully it was Craig – I was yelling something fierce), saw me face down on the floor with my glasses all a mess and my foot in the air, with a pincushion stuck into it. This should be good for at least one session of her future therapy.
I’m still hobbling around the house. It hurts so much to walk on it. Sometimes I have a head made out of totally mushy melon. I need a new pincushion.
Half-Pint House 
I’m so sorry. I’m not sure if I’m more sorry about your sore foot and the destruction of your homemade pincushion. Or, if I’m more sorry that I laughed so hard that I read it again for kicks. All I know is, I’m truly sorry!
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I’m trying to stop laughing long enough to type, “Ow!”
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Uh….tetanus?
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Yeah, echoing Eva– the really bad news is that, in addition to the pain, you should probably get tested for Tetanus, unless your shot has been in the last five years.
Major bummer.
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I’m so sorry. I’m not sure if I’m more sorry about your sore foot and the destruction of your homemade pincushion. Or, if I’m more sorry that I laughed so hard that I read it again for kicks. All I know is, I’m truly sorry!
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I’m trying to stop laughing long enough to type, “Ow!”
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Uh….tetanus?
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Yeah, echoing Eva– the really bad news is that, in addition to the pain, you should probably get tested for Tetanus, unless your shot has been in the last five years.
Major bummer.
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OUCH! I’m cringing, and laughing just a teeny bit. The picture you painted is funny. But seriously, ouch!!
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I’m sorry I am still chuckling too. Do you need a lift to the doctor tomorrow?
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Oh Megan! I’m so sorry! That makes my foot hurt just thinking about it!
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i could hardly read that. that is just awful.
thanks for coming to my party this week.
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plop that thing in a jar lid of suitable size and glue ‘er down. OUCH. Experience is the best teacher- right- whoever said that didn’t have a pincushion stuck to her foot. (I guess if it’s someone ELSE’s experience!) (I bet there is a great sermon/Bible study illustration in there somewhere).
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OUCH! I’m cringing, and laughing just a teeny bit. The picture you painted is funny. But seriously, ouch!!
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I’m sorry I am still chuckling too. Do you need a lift to the doctor tomorrow?
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Oh Megan! I’m so sorry! That makes my foot hurt just thinking about it!
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i could hardly read that. that is just awful.
thanks for coming to my party this week.
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plop that thing in a jar lid of suitable size and glue ‘er down. OUCH. Experience is the best teacher- right- whoever said that didn’t have a pincushion stuck to her foot. (I guess if it’s someone ELSE’s experience!) (I bet there is a great sermon/Bible study illustration in there somewhere).
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So, you definitely “got the point”?
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PS – My foot didn’t hurt a bit today. I can still see all the pin pricks and tiny bits of blood just under the surface of the skin, but no pain. That’s all that matters to me. It is rather fascinating to see all the pin pricks there on my foot and remember what a dunce I was yesterday…
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Oh dear!
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So, you definitely “got the point”?
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PS – My foot didn’t hurt a bit today. I can still see all the pin pricks and tiny bits of blood just under the surface of the skin, but no pain. That’s all that matters to me. It is rather fascinating to see all the pin pricks there on my foot and remember what a dunce I was yesterday…
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Oh dear!
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