My, my, I've been a naughty sprite not keeping up with my blog! So much to bring you up to date with, where to start?....
Ok, sketching improving, but still very basic, small steps etc makes as close to perfect as I hope to get.
This year has been pretty depressing with various events creating a cul de sac for artistic achievement. Work over the Summer was hard & chaotic & I just couldn't magic up much creative energy.
I survived a very scary breast lump experience - Resolved itself as an aspirated cyst, but 'Lump' had seemed almost an extra appendage which I referred to in the third person & talked to for a while even (?!), with philosophical musings on life & death doldrums for 3 wks before 'it' got seen to in breast clinic. My mum survived breast cancer 3 yrs ago, so my panic is understandable.
My best friend was diagnosed this Summer with thyroid cancer. She has now had a total thyroidectomy. Her docs 'think' they removed all the cancer, but want her to undergo 'belts & braces' radiotherapy anyway to be 100% sure. She is a mother of 3 & 2 Cav.King Charles pups. She has been SO strong through this so far & I know she is terrified. It's really hard to see her so muted & dulled down from her previously crazy, bright & gung-ho self. She looks & is SO tired all the time.
At the start of September I was felled (I am a mighty oak in stature), with acute bilateral sciatica. I NEVER WANT TO FEEL LIKE THAT AGAIN. The experience was excruciating & I was off work for nearly 4 wks. I couldn't walk normally for 7 days initially. Short distances felt like marathon efforts as I had to keep stopping for fear of passing out with the pain or that my legs were going to give way. I couldn't even sit for 12 days. The meds my doc prescribed nearly wiped me out into cuckoo land (as if day time tv hadn't done that already), & I spent a good deal of time lying flat. The episode was both physically & mentally draining. I felt so helpless & disabled having to ask strangers in the supermarket to pass me the bagels from the bottom shelf ( I could not bend forward at all for some time). Plenty of pride was swallowed, but I persevered by taking private physiotherapy (a combined program of sciatic massage, gentle exercise, ice therapy, TENS & acupuncture). All this along with the strong meds & I couldn't tell you exactly what helped me the most, but I cannot reccommend acupuncture enough, as it seemed to really take the edge off my most acute pain attacks.
Anyway, there was not an awful lot to do but stare at 4 walls or rather the ceiling all day. Distracting my mind from the boredom was an exercise in itself. I had read everthing at home I could get my hands on, given up on day time tv, become obsessed with not missing certain radio programmes. Being unnable to sit to do any jewellery making, my hands were ailing me to do something. What could I do both standing & lying down?.....I began to crochet again.
Presently, a fair few weeks later (but not completely free of the wrath of sciatica), I remain addicted to crochet. Pleased to say I am a new member of Miss Spiritual Tramps Knitting group (see google groups). As well as taking on the crazy idea of crocheting ALL my Christmas gifts this year, I have successfully incorporated the craft into my jewellery designs. My previously creative dearth is once again ROARING with enthusiasm & I have so many ideas that I feel I must stop my ears up with corks to prevent them escaping!
I can't wait to show you my creations....I've asked for a digital camera for my joint Christmas/Birthday present. Although it is a sad fact that those of us born around Yule DO miss out - there is sometimes room for a little bribary potential for a larger than normal gift at this time of the year.
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