Extreme Knitting

Random Friend: I don’t knit so I wasn’t going to check out your blog.

Me: No no, it’s about my knitting escapades. My escapades. Like right now, I’m writing a post about my knitting injury.

Random Friend: Bwhahahahaha. Oh my G-d, Shannon.

This might have been a dramatic reenactment.

So, I have sustained a freak knitting injury.  It’s not like I fell out of my chair and impaled myself on a pair of my knitting needles (though, to be honest, this is not out of the realm of possibility so if you went there- I don’t blame you).

What actually happened is the tip of my left pointer finger has a blister.  A blister created by the repetitive pushing of my finger on the needle to complete a stitch.  It’s no, "I impaled myself on my needle," story, but still…it hurts like the dickens.  I wondered if this was a thing. I wondered, "Is this a thing that actually happens to real knitters or am I just holding my needles wrong?" So I Googled it and read about a half-dozen threads and articles about knitting injuries.

Apparently, this is a thing. It happens frequently and (upside), I’ll have a callous for my troubles (though I am going to come up with a much better story than the I-gave-myself-a-callous from-holding-my-needles-too-tightly-and-not-relaxing-my-yarn-tension-while-watching-Grey’s-Anatomy-on-Netflix story I've got now).

Going forward, if anyone happens to notice, I will (in all seriousness) explain that this is the only evidence of how I fended off three sharks while scuba diving off the coast of Australia.  I say, "three," because I need to keep this believable. After all, I do have a reputation that I’m trying to create. I mean... keep.

True Story.