Let's all make fun of our injuries/battle scars/accidents (knock on wood that I haven't had any... yet).
The “Knitting Has Forced Me to Seek Medical Attention” Badge (Level One) – In which the recipient has been forced to seek the advice of a medical doctor, nurse, or alternative healthcare professional for injuries sustained as a result of knitting.
The “Knitting Has Forced Me to Seek Medical Attention” Badge (Level Two) - In which the recipient has been forced to seek the advice of a medical doctor, nurse, or alternative healthcare professional, in a hospital emergency room, for injuries sustained as a result of knitting.So... tell us your injury stories (we hope they're more funny than tragic).
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I am mercifully exempt from this question. :D
I have only had inconvenient tension/cramps in my hands and elbows from knitting too much.
Yes to the tension! About two years ago I massively pulled a muscle (maybe a tendon? I'm too pigheaded to talk to my doctor about it) in my left hand/wrist. Kind of right at the base of my thumb, and in the lower palm of my hand. It still aches if I spend too much time knitting in a single sitting; I use this as my excuse to intersperse my knitting with spinning! I guess I get sort of a half-badge, as I refuse to seek medical attention for it. Unless acupuncture and massage counts as medical attention, as I've had both of those for it...?
I want to go on the record as saying before I took up knitting I was a capable woman. Multitasking could have been my middle name. I could do the dishes, cook dinner, set the table, talk on the phone, get the laundry started, monitor what the kids were watching on TV, check my email, sweep the floors and let the dogs in and out countless times without so much as breaking a sweat.
At school I was known as the mom who could create anything from a few scraps of paper and some glue, you need and activity to keep 30 six years olds busy for an hour, I was your girl. If the class was celebrating anything I could come up with a cake, cookie or cupcake to fit the occasion. I was known as the crafty mom, the go to mom, the kids loved me and the teachers adored me.
I made Christmas presents, did clever photo shoots to keep the photo albums updated, handmade all the cards. I grew gourds so I could make birdhouses and then hand painted them. I made jams and canned peaches and made breads of all types. I had a yard that was beautifully landscaped and yes I worked full time. I was wonder mom!
So I go from all this to someone can no longer count. I swear knitting has made me an idiot. I have to have multiple sticky notes to help with placement, I cannot count, remember where I was last, what row, what stitch. When I finally complete a full row without a mistake I run around Hank’s doing a happy dance, this is what I have become, the happy dance girl at Hank’s, how did it come to this?
So I may not have had to go to the emergency room but I have needed countless hours of therapy (mental) therapy. For this I deserve a full badge!
While I never actually went to the doctor for anything ... I did sit on a DPN once. It was a wicker chair with a big cushion that kept the needle at just the right angle for it to go a good inch into my thigh as I sat down. I don't think i've ever jumped that high out of a chair before. The best part of it all was the look on my hubby and friends faces as I stood up and casually pulled it out of my leg. I ended up with a big nasty bruise-looking thing on my leg as it healed but never seemed to need medical attention. Since then I've been much more careful about where my needles are when I sit down.
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