My grandmother has to take insulin shots. For years she had it in her head that she needed to break the needles out of them before she threw them in the trash. Every now an then she would drop one. I of course would be the one to find it. Walking threw the house an bam, sharp pain in my foot. I look to see hair sized piece of silver sticking out of the bottom of my foot with a stream of blood shooting out the far end of it. The blood stream is bigger than the needle an easier to see so it looks like the blood appears out of nowhere...
I lost of how many times this happened before I got her to stop.
I lost of how many times this happened before I got her to stop.