Last night I was helping hubby in the backyard and stepped on a rusty staple/nail. This board has been there, in the exact same spot for over a year and I have managed to step over it about 1,000 times, but last night it finally got me. Why did I never move it? I thought about moving it probably 100 times, but it's just one of those things. I see you rusty staples. You will never get me! Well, last night they did. If you really want to get a good look, click on the picture for a close up. How gross is that? I made the picture small for everyone who thinks puncture wounds are gross.
I was wearing shoes, so this went through the shoe and then through my toe. I didn't feel it hit bone, but I did feel it tear flesh. It also hung off my toe for a while as I stood there calling for help. My 4 year old ran for daddy who ran very quickly to help me. He jumped on a nail as a child so could feel my pain.
I have to call the doctor this morning to find out when my last tetanus shot was. The advice nurse said last night if it has been more than 5 years I need one. I thought 10 years, but she said if the nail was rusty, it's only 5. I have 72 hours to get the shot. I wonder if I waited 73 hours if I would instantly die. I wonder if anyone has tried to wait 72 hours and 1 minute. How do they know you only have 72 hours? I think doctors make these things up so that if you step on a nail on a Friday, they can wait until Monday to see you. I bet you really have 75 hours...
On a happier note...here are pictures of the two quilts my mom made. These are going to Kazakhstan. My mom is just the best quilt maker ever!