Are you serious?

Dear 4" of snow outside my window:

Why?

It's May 24th.

Sincerely,

Shannon

A long, long time ago!

Today is May 19th (in case any of you forgot).

I graduated from high school exactly 8 years ago!

I don't know how I've always remembered the 19th. I can't even remember my roommate's birthday (I'm sorry, Joleen. The 2010 Census now thinks your birthday is December 10th...I was close!) But I can remember the day I graduated from high school. I think I had been anticipating the day so much that I had "May 19th" hammered into my head!

Go class of 2002!

8

There are only 8 days of school left. One problem...I don't think I can make it! I have been on edge all day! Perhaps it was the lack of sleep last night (first trip up the canyon this year for a campfire!!!).

Can I make it?

Do I need to take another personal day?

Any words of advice to help me make it?

Update on Previous Post

4 stitches.

Once again...I should have been a doctor

Remember how my day ended on Friday? (see previous post) Well, my Monday morning also started off with a bang!

I had a few students in my room working on their quilts before school started. A couple minutes before school was going to start, a girl came running up to me and said, "Someone just cut her hand with a rotary cutter, and it's REALLY bad!"

She wasn't kidding. This girl was gushing blood. It was sick! So I gave her something to compress it while I tried not to throw up all over. Then I took her down to the office. They called her dad, and she is currently getting stitches.

I know I'm a sewing teacher, but I don't think I could sew THAT!

Sorry, no pictures this time (unless you want me to take a pictures of the really bloody blade I had to replace...no thank you! Sick!!!)

19.5 days of school left!

I should have been a doctor

I had a fun experience today at school. I had a student come up to me at the end of class and say, "Miss Lacey, I sewed my finger. I need a new needle to replace my old one." At the beginning of the semester, I told them if they ever sew their finger, they need to replace their needle for cleanliness reasons. I asked if she was okay, and she said she was fine...just a little shocked that she had gotten herself. As I was replacing her needle, I asked her where the broken part went (it usually goes flying somewhere...into an eye last year...that was fun). She wasn't sure where it went, but I figured it would get vacuumed up tonight.

A few minutes later she came up to me again and said, "Umm, I think there's a little piece of the needle in my finger. It hurts really bad. I looked at her finger and saw a little piece of needle sticking out! It looked like a little sliver, so I got out my tweezers. I tried pulling it, but the tweezers kept slipping.

So I pulled out the big guns...or my new surgical clamps I bought for cleaning out junk in my machines. I started pulling on it and realized we had a problem...this needle was deeper than we thought.

So I took her out in the hall (students were starting to stare and she was getting embarrassed). I got a good grip on it and started to pull. It was then we realized that the needle went through her ENTIRE finger! It was poking out both sides! I felt so bad because I couldn't get a grip on it. I was about to send her to the office, but I wanted to try one more time. So I clamped it and pulled hard. And I almost died when I saw how big it was!It's over 1/4". Did you notice her blood on it? Don't worry, I put it in a plastic bag. I asked her if she wanted to keep it, and she said, "NO WAY!" I might see if her mom wants to keep it. :) If not, I'll keep it to show my students every year to scare them enough to keep their fingers away!

Anyway, the girl was such a champ. I felt so bad for her, though. While I was pulling it out, I tried to distract her and talk to her. She was telling me how she's had a week full of problems like this. TGIF!

Letter to my finger

Dear right hand index finger,

I just caught your fingernail on a notebook. As I pulled you away, your fingernail ripped right off...and really low. I'm sorry you hurt so bad. I'm sorry you are covered with a band-aid right now. It makes it really hard for you to type. At least it's a Spongebob Squarepants band-aid. Does that help?

I knew it was too good to be true that your nail was getting too long.

Please forgive me. And please replace the fingernail soon.

Love,
Shannon