We enter his room and I head towards the rocking chair. One of his baby quilts is draped across the footstool of the rocking chair spilling onto the floor.
"Okay Mr. Man" I say as I move to sit down.
Suddenly a sharp pain shoots through my foot.
"What in the world!" I look down at my foot and raise it up- the quilt comes with my foot. Why is the quilt sticking to my foot and why does it hurt? None of this is making any sense. I try to examine my foot again the pain intensifies as I concentrate on not dropping Ryder. I finally set Ryder down and then see a strand of silver between my foot and the quilt.
I sit down on the floor next to Ryder and slowly pull the pin out. Blood begins gushing down my foot. I grab my foot with my hand desperately trying to stop the blood from dripping onto the carpet.
"A pin!" I say out-loud as my mind has finally wrapped around what is happening.(image found here)
"Lucas!" I call- I try to keep the amount of panic in my voice at the perfect level-just enough so he will know I am serious and will move quickly but not too much to ensue panic.
"Lucas-could you bring me a towel, I stepped on a pin and my foot is bleeding."
"Oh no!" I hear him say from downstairs. "Do you want a little band-aid or a big band-aid?"
"Don't worry about the band-aid yet, just please bring me a towel" my hand is filling with blood.
"Do you want a wet towel of dry towel"
Are you kidding?? I think. "It doesn't matter, just hurry and bring me one" somehow I managed to keep my cool and not snap, he really was just trying to help and it wasn't his fault my foot was spewing blood.
"Ryder come back here!" I say as I realize Ryder is heading towards the open gate at the top of the stairs. "Hurry please Lucas, I need you to get Ryder"
I scoot on my bottom towards Ryder all while holding my foot.
Lucas hurries up the stairs drops the paper towel and band-aid in my lap and grabs Ryder and moves him away from the stairs.
By now my foot has stopped bleeding but my hand is covered with blood.
Now at this point-I have to admit the first thought that went through my head was I should take a picture of my hand it would be good for a blog post, but luckily I spared you and did not take a picture.
I took care of my foot and then went and washed my hand. I threw the thankfully still intact pin away. I head back into Ryder's room and clean up the spots of blood on the carpet.
I take a deep breath.
"Okay let's try this again; time for a nap"
I close Ryder's door as I leave the room and glare at the quilt lying on the floor. I have used that quilt for almost a year now, how had I never noticed this pin??
So a little tip, unless you want to end up with a hand full of blood and a hole in your foot, when you are making a baby quilt-triple check to make sure you got all of the pins out.