A Knitting Affair

My cast was too loose last week, so I decided to be a grown up and go to the hospital, sit in the waiting room and wait till it could be re-cast. Thankfully, I was smart enough to call ahead to the emergency room and find out when the area that takes care of minor injuries would be open. Since they didn’t open till noon I was in luck. Mom and Jeff took Cameron and I go to the hospital at 11:30 and got in line.

This time it is black. Cameron wanted me to get pink (one of his favourite colors) but there was no way. It wasn’t too painful of a task. In and out in 2 hours. Its just being around all the sick puking people in the ER that I have problems with.

Have I mentioned that I miss knitting? I don’t want to sound like I’m whining … but … well … I AM. I miss it. I can do maybe two to four rows at a time depending on how much I used my arm during the day. (I really shouldn’t be typing this much after all I did today but as they say, what won’t kill you only makes you stronger).That beautiful small piece of knitting is the first sock (still) from sock madness. While everyone is onto round two here I am. With swollen fingers too (see them up there … all pasty white against the black cast!)Oh. I shaved Whitley. I need to take some pictures of her. She looks so different with no hair. There were matts everywhere so I decided to bite the bullet and do it.

Cameron of course rocks.

I am really working on being more aware of what I am eating. I love real pepsi but I am drinking the diet. And an apple a day …Cheers everyone. Please knit a bit for me. Spin for me (though I can do a bit of that … its an either or as to which I can do). And be happy!

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Ok. So I haven’t been writing in my blog.  Just because I have a broken wrist doesn’t mean that I should suddenly stop all communication right? (or so I’ve been told by multiple people).

Have I been knitting. Very Very Very little. I mean that. I can maybe do 2 or 3 rows at the moment. Spinning is just as hard.  My arm is sore due to over using it at work with typing and using it when I shouldn’t. In all reality it should be in a sling but that just annoys me so I don’t use one.

 

 

Now, I had tried to do the whole Sock Madness thing. But I just couldn’t. By the time everyone had finished a pair of socks I was just finishing the toe of the first sock. Shows you how little I have been knitting.

Ephiphany

I have come to the realization that I am addicted to my knitting. I know you are all saying “yeah whatever Morgan, you should have clued into that a long time ago gimpy” but really, NOT being able to do it has made me realize how dependent upon it I really am.

The night I got home after breaking my wrist I had a panic attack at the thought of not knitting or being able to do anything with fibre.  So I searched for the crochet hook. Found it and could do a few chains. A very few. But that was better than nothing right? Then my wrist would get super sore and I would then have to rest.  Honestly I thought I would have to crawl out of my skin just to get away from the horrible feeling of sitting there doing nothing.

So I am dependent upon my knitting, spinning and crochet to escape from reality.  Since I don’t have the diversion I’ve noticed that there are a lot more things bothering me.  Any book that has someone dieing in it I can’t read or I skip that part. Same with tv shows and movies.  And I am not finishing books either.  So basically I am being forced to deal with stuff I don’t want to. Such is life.

There are other things going on, mostly all good, but my wrist is killing me so no more typing here.

2 weeks down, 4 more to go. I can’t wait to have a “normal” bath again!!

 

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