Well, I was just thinking about all the needle pricks I have had through the years. Not a lot of blood there, until...
A couple of years ago had started making a disappearing 9 patch quilt.I had used some layer cakes and some charm squares. I had cut the layer cakes into what I laughingly called 5" squares. I soon found out that not all pre-cut fabrics are cut the same. My blocks were terrible. So, I packed them away. In the last few days I have been trimming them to 12" squares.
Looked pretty good. Then, I started sewing more blocks together. Today I was on a roll. I was chain piecing the 9 patches together at break neck speed. After lunch, I pressed my stack of 9 patches and began slicing them like this.
I was cutting the last one when my hubby came to tell me he was leaving to go to his brother's. I guess I got in a bit of a hurry to finish. Yep, this is where the blood comes in. I sliced my index finger on my left hand. I told my hubby it was fine. I wrapped it up so he wouldn't see how bad it was. I had sliced it on a slant about a 1/2" across and the blood was pouring. He left and I drove myself to the ER. Got some nice little steri-strips and a tetanus shot.
Now back to sewing and, hopefully, no more blood. We quilter's won't let something like that keep us from making progress on a quilt top. Right?