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26 March 2008

I had enough

Let me explain, I am a difficult patient. I hate all things medical with a passion, except dentistry, which I find absolutely fascinating and rewarding, because usually things get fixed the day you complain about them to the dentist, unlike the doctor where you have to get referrals, go to out of the way places and then sit around and worry if someone at the insurance company screwed up and you get the bill for a surgery in the mail (ask me how I know these things happen). I don't like taking medication, I don't like going to the doctor--I always feel stupid because there is rarely anything really ever wrong with me, and I get really discouraged when I hear them tell me I need to lose weight. Hospitals freak me out. My worst nightmare (well, other than losing a family member in a terribly tragic way and getting screwed by the system, but that actually happened, so I guess it's not my worst anymore) is to be stuck in a hospital on bed rest. SO is hoping, if we do have kids, we won't have multiples for financial reasons; I am hoping we won't have them because I don't want to be on bedrest. Anyway . . .

And I don't like not being able to do what I want. This darn splint, which, granted, I was in love with on Monday when I had just had my wrist not so daintily manipulated by an X-ray tech and it hurt like I don't know what, is just a nuisance today. So I have taken it off for a few hours, and I almost feel back to normal. Granted, if I type for a while, it is going to hurt, but right now, I can go around sans wrap.

My stitching speed has picked up, even with using the overdyeds. They are a little tricky to work with, so I've delegated right hand to be the hand that holds the hoop, if just for today. I normally switch back and forth, but I just think, given that the outside part is still pretty sore, it shouldn't be handling the needle--you never realize what a workout your hands and wrists take stitching til you have an injury. The whole hand flexes to pull the needle through, your fingers move to correct the tension, it's really beautiful. It's a pleasant rest for it, able to contribute something, but leaving the hard work for left hand.

I am still plugging away at SamSarah's freebie, Creepy. I think I am going to give this to SO for a Halloween present. He took an interest in it and, come on, he gave me a whole room to use for my stitching. My goal is to get a picture of his racecar charted and give that to him. I know the owner of White Willow Stitching , who happens to be a wonderful, giving woman, but don't have the courage yet to ask her to chart it for me. She's done custom work before, though, and her charts are awesome. I even found a really cool saying to put somewhere on it: "Yes, it's fast, no, you can't drive it." I think he would like that. But, at the same time, I still need to get his Christmas stocking finished, and the other White Willow piece I am stitching done (it's at the bottom of her WIPs page, I am proud that I got this far, LOL), and this freebie.

I don't know how far I will get on this tonight. I am going to see the latest play the theatre I work at is producing. It's a short play, but I still won't get home til 9:30 at the earliest. But I have between now and showtime to work on it, and it's about 2/3 finished. So not too bad.

2 comments:

CraftyT said...

Good to hear you are stitching somewhat. I hope your wrist heals quickly!!!
Natasha

Pumpkin said...

I'm glad to hear that you have not given up stitching although I wonder how you typed up this long post! LOL!

I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped--Frederick Perls