I like posting pictures. I think having a picture of something pretty (or tasty) in a post makes it more interesting, you can see exactly what I’ve done, or am doing. How far I’ve got on the project, the colour.. the yumminess. Lace, though, mostly just looks rubbish, someone else once said “lace just looks like a pile of sick before it’s blocked” and I agree wholeheartedly.
The above is some lovely lace, even if I say so myself, but all you can see is some kind of lumpy knitting. Hence there will be no photos of Hemlock until it’s finished, and blocked (well, maybe whilst blocking, but you get my drift).
Small amounts of knitting have been done. Yesterday I helped GoD lady sort out some issues with knitting on prescription drugs. I also fixed a dropped stitch in my Hemlock.
Seriously, dropping a stitch? I really rarely do this. Recently though I have had a rash of them. Remember my sister’s birthday present? Now the Hemlock, and I picked up my 3in1 today and what did I see? Yup yet another dropped stitch. Admittedly the Amitriptyline makes me a little foggy at times, and the pain/pins and needle/numb feeling in my hands means I’m not as dexterous. Today I feel like I have big fat sausage fingers, I keep missing keys on the keyboard, because my fingers aren’t exactly where I think they are.
Ho hum, onwards and upwards…
So, I’ve just started taking amitriptyline for pain. The side effects will improve as I keep taking it, but yesterday, after taking it for the first time the night before, was challenging. So spaced early in the day, then so tired later. I tried knitting, it took a huge amount of concentration, and it felt oddly alien. Which was a bit weird.
Today I woke up feeling a bit dizzy, and oddly numb round the edges. Thankfully, there’s not much needs doing. I did manage to fix the knitting I attempted yesterday, but it was a total brain strain, so maybe I should leave the knitting for a bit.
Distracted by thoughts of my new fridge freezer, I’m also distracted by defrosting the old one, and making an online grocery order to fill said new appliance….
Me? Losing focus? Nah….
Oh look, flying monkies…
Today I have managed to muster a little mojo, and we have my version of Multnomah. The plain knit section is finished and I am about to start the feather and fan border.
The yarn is some Posh Elinor (colour Glenlogie) which was a gift from the GoD Lady.
These seem to be making up a large part of my diet the last few days.
Orange squash to relieve the boredom, of what feels like gallons, of water, and bananas as I have to take my pills with food, and given they make me feel sick, and I am on a diet, a banana wins as palatable, non-vom-inducing food for first thing and last thing of the day.
Not entirely convinced, these pills are the right pills. Course 3 of something else might be required, but at least they can do tests and make sure that one is right.
All knitting has lost its shine. I have been snuggling cats and watching films and TV.
Joints also misbehaving so, although not utterly miserable, I can’t say that I am full of the joys of spring.
Not even the promise of a fridge (next Tuesday) that won’t freeze anything unlucky enough to make it to the back of a shelf cheers me… Although the scent of the subsequent Waitrose order to fill it and the freezer is starting to make my nose twitch.
Not in general, just with this stupid infection. Two flipping weeks on and off, it seems to be gone and then wham. Hoping this second course of antibiotics will kill it dead. The Out of Hours doctor was great, no nonsense and to the point, the hour wait wasn’t so brilliant, but needs must. Thankfully the chemist was open at Ocean Terminal.
One thing about mostly being tethered to the flat, is that you have a fair amount of knitting time. I have knit one shawl this week, and started another. I haven’t Ravelry’d them yet so no links and no also no pictures taken. The 3 in 1 is on a break. We haven’t fallen out I’m just a bit tired of constant knit stitch (I totally don’t have spring startitis and if I do, I’m sure these antibiotics will cure it soon…).
When you don’t pay attention the frogs invade….
Forgot waist decreases, reknitting the start of section three, in the 3 in 1…… It was only 30 odd short rows.