OK - this post is not for the faint of heart or if you are squeamish. But, I thought that I would post this so I could possibly prevent this happening to someone else. Last Sunday after breakfast and whilst still in my jim jams I decided that it would be a great idea to saw some tiny rivets before getting myself ready to go to the Anthropologie Holiday Workshop. I had been on the wait list and they called the night before to say they had a space - so I was excited! The plan was to quickly saw 6 rivets - that was the plan! As I did not have a huge amount of time, I held the handy dandy tube cutting jig in my hand - 6 tiny rivets, no problem - was my thought. What happened was my saw blade snapped and embedded itself into my finger. Initially, I could not work out whether I had completely sawn down into my finger and it took me a few deep breathing moments to work out what had happened. I was still attached to my saw frame at this point! After my hubby released me I decided that it would be a "good" idea for him to hold onto the end and pull it out - he did ask me if I wanted something to bite down on! After two unsuccessful tries - ouch - I realised that we would be off to Urgent Care to get it removed. By the way, it's really hard to undress and dress with a saw blade sticking out of the end of your finger. Just saying!
You cannot really tell from the photo but it is down to my knuckle! So, 3 x-rays, 1 tetanus shot and 3 injections in my finger to numb it later and a discussion whether it would be best to pull or push - went with the pull even though the blade would saw through my finger as it was pulled out as the Doctor was worried about the blade snapping in my finger - it was out! Yeah. so one more x-ray to check there was nothing left behind and I was on my way home!
So back to the rest of my day - I called Anthropolgie and they very kindly moved me to a later class and I dashed over there only to realise that I couldn't take part as my finger was still totally numb and I was probably not safe to use the glue gun! Actually I am not safe to use a glue gun at the best of times! I think that the humble glue gun could be quiet easily be used as an instrument of torture.
So after 1 week on yucky antibiotics and a pain in my arm from the tetanus I have learnt my lesson. Always clamp! Always, always, always - no exceptions! You have been warned!
This was the piece that I was working on - hmmm...!