As you all know, I have been working hard on the idea Brittany gave me–the KnitPack Hybrid.  After about 12 hours at my sewing machine this weekend, and with the help of my fabulous husband, I have figured out how to make the hybrid work–Thanks to mainly my husband.  However, I have not been able to add.  If you know me, this is not surprising, I still use my fingers.  I know what will work.  I just have to make it, so that I can prove it.

When I got home from school, I decided to get to work.  I was cutting the fabric, measuring twice, cutting once listening to my Glee playlist on my iPod, proud of myself for working even after a really long, hard day at school.  Let’s just say a student decided to try to call my “bluff” about changing the attitude or going to the principal’s office.  When he stood up and walked out of my room, he thought I would stop him.  I didn’t–so yea.

So there I am cutting the interfacing for the last piece of fabric, and then I just need to cut the canvas.  I am so proud of myself.

That’s when it happened.  I went to lay down my trusty rotary cutter which I use thousands of times, and it slips and hits my thumb.  Now, I don’t know how many of you sew or use rotary cutters, but they are razor sharp even after thousands of cuts of multiple layers of even heavy canvas.  Something I learned the very hard, first-hand way tonight.

My husband has lovingly bestowed on me the Brazen Razor Award for the fact that apparently I have it out for my left hand.  In the last 3 months I have burned and cut my left hand several times.  Tonight, however, was my crowning achievement.  The award was well earned let me tell you.

Let’s just say, I have stitches, which means, you guessed it, I had to go to the ER.

So now I have stitches and an immoblized hand.   Typing is not easy with one hand.

I have to say that my husband was great, and never even blinked when I came downstairs bleeding.  He grabbed my purse and drove me to the ER.  It was realitively quick, only an hour, but now my numbing agent is wearing off of my gash, and it is really painful.

By the way, getting a shot in an open wound, in order to get it cleaned and stitched is REALLY PAINFUL.  I know that it is only, “a few pricks and a little burning” but, OH MY GOSH until it goes numb it hurts like the dickens.