Wow! How in the world can it be October??
First of all, thank you for all the good thoughts and prayers for my sister and my family. I saw my sister at the baby shower on Sunday (it was a shower for my nephew and his wife - my oldest sister's son). She's doing amazingly well, I think. We don't know the results of the lymph node biopsy yet, so we don't know if the cancer has gone beyond the breast area. Her doc didn't seem to think so. The area where the tumor was found was also deep into the mucscle... not an area where it was likely to be felt by self-exam. So, girls, get your mammograms. Mine is Friday. Anyway, my sister will have to do radiation for sure, but the jury is still out on chemo. Not much scares me. Cancer scares the shit out of me.
I am still trying to knit, but it hurts. Plain and simple. I'm not doing as much of it as I want, and it's making me crazy! My doc and I decided that the wrist splints and Rx meds are helping some, but we need more info, so on Thursday morning I am having a lovely test done called an Electromyogram. I won't post details about the process, but the link will let you read about what it entails. The results will tell us if this is really carpal tunnel sydrome and also the severity of the nerve damage/blockage. The next step will be to see a hand specialist.
The body of Cobblestone is knit up to the point of dividing for the sleeves; up to the armpits. I have to make sure it's long enough for Buddy Bill, but I'm pretty sure it's OK. Tonight I'm going to start a sleeve at Insanknitty and work on that. The granny square afghan is growing to the point of needing its own bag for transport! A few more days and hopefully it will be big enough to stay at Buddy Bill's on the couch.
And I'm gonna complain here. Skip this paragraph if you don't wanna read a whiny rant. I can no longer knit at school. My new principal (remember I'm in a new building) called me in Friday afternoon and said no knitting at school except on my lunch time. Ha! Most days I don't even take a lunch time. Maybe I'll start. It was normal practice for me to keep a piece of knitting out and when a student was with me for more than a few minutes, the knitting would be going. Kids found it relaxing, most would comment that someone they know - a granny, aunt, etc. - knits or knitted, and that would open up the conversation. I pointed out that I'm not knitting instead of working; I'm knitting in addition to doing my job. Nope. Leave the knitting outside of school. "School counselors have a reputation of not having enough work to do already. Your knitting just perpetuates that." I didn't agree. I still don't agree. I am, however, doing what I'm told.
Last week, Dana and Kel both tagged me for Seven Random/Weird things... but I've done it before. I might be tempted to look thru my archives for the post containing that meme. Maybe. OK, I found it: Seven Weird Things Meme. I will also offer this photo of proof that I am indeed weird. It's my latest pair of shoes. Add to it the fact that I now own 6 pairs of Birkenstocks, and you can draw your own conclusions.