It is when I am too sick or injured to weave that I realize all over again that weaving isn't just what I do, it's the way I am. It's what I am. A thread bender. Creative. A do-er. What is so nasty about this particular episode is that I haven't even been able to sit to do other craft work (hemming, bobbin lace), read, or even write. So all my avenues of creativity have pretty much been impossible.
I even, (gasp!) resorted to daytime tv, which I haven't done since, well, since recovering from the broken ankle.
All that said, I am beginning to notice tiny (teeny, tiny) signs of improvement. I can actually sit for short (very short) periods of time - enough that I've managed to hem a few towels, half a hem at a time. I can now lie down on the bed (for a short time) to read.
On Wednesday I'll find out the results of the x-ray and hopefully the doctor will have a treatment plan.
In the meantime, it's been pretty much radio silence on the internet, partly because I haven't been able to sit at the computer, partly because I simply haven't been doing anything!
Very grateful for all who have been in touch sending their best wishes. I'm really hoping it won't take too much longer before I'm back in weaving form.
Currently Reading Wild Justice by Kelley Armstrong