Not for the squeamish...

I ran a #4 dpn into the palm of my left hand today, trying to grab it before it fell to the floor. If only I had known it was going to get stuck at the edge of my desk.... The puncture is small, nowhere near the big deal running an inch of #3 dpn into the top of my foot was back in 2001. At least my tetanus shots are up to date. Probably the worst thing about it was that it happened on a break at work and I had to fill out forms explaining what happened (which will be read by non-knitting muggles, I just know it).

Here, pretty pictures to distract you all from my clumsiness:



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