…and the hits just keep on coming!

So, I have CFIDS, we’ve established that. Part of what that means is that my immune system is out of whack. Short story – I get a lot of opportunistic infections.

This week on Opportunistic Infections… Let’s spin the wheel and see what you’ve won!

(drum roll please while we spin the Wheel of Infection)

Ringworm AND conjunctivitis. That’s right, it’s Double Disease Week and I’ve won the prize!

Now, there is an upside to this – the Dr. says I’m horribly contagious and that I need to stay home. So I says, “You mean I can’t go to work?” and they says, “Oh, no! Not till Monday at least!” and I thinks, “gosh. what a shame. snark!”

So here I am at home, on the couch and bound to stay here for a while. Being a Chronic Creator, it’s not like I have nothing to do. There’s the half-finished baby blanket, the suit that needs tailoring, the three shirts I promised to make for Greg, the quilt I have partially cut out, the scarf I’m knitting for next winter (or maybe the winter after that)… the list is endless. But I have promised myself a weekend of making tatted snowflakes. I recently taught myself to needle tat. I didn’t really learn from scratch, as I had tatted with a shuttle years ago, so this was a new technique, not a whole new craft. At any rate, I find it easy, fast, and comforting (predictable patterns make me happy.) I started with tatting a bookmark, moved on to a piece of lace for a collar, and am now working on snowflakes for the Christmas tree. Take a look! There are free patterns all over the internet!

My first two are not spectacular. My tension is inconsistent and needs work. And I see I crossed the wrong way on one loop of the intertwined snowflake. But that’s OK! Once I starch them and block them, they’ll be fine.

interwoven snowflake


Never be afraid to try something new! You might hate it, you might find a new obsession! (yeah. cause I need another obsession.)

Let’s go create something!

Success

Some days are not meant for success. Some days are meant for staying in bed and pulling the covers over your head.

Unfortunately, I got up.

So after a hard morning at the office, I came home to no TV and no hot water in the kitchen. After calling tech support the TV is finally working again. The hot water is going to take a bit more work (and probably more money).

BUT, the TV works and my partner (poor Greg) had to work tonight, so I settled in to watch TV and work on the pincushion.

First, I sewed it all together. Piece of cake. Then I turned it right side out. That doesn’t look right… Compare it to the instructions… oops.

Rip it all out. Start again. Sew it all together… this is looking right! Turn it right side out… it’s upside down. The fabric I planned for the top is on the bottom and vice-versa. Set it aside. Take a few deep breaths.

At this point, I did the only logical thing. I ate ice cream. With chocolate sauce.

OK, I’m calmer. Let’s try again. Upside down doesn’t seem so bad! Stuff and stitch up the gap. In fact, I like it upside down! I meant to do that. TRULY!

Anyway, it’s done. And for today, we’re going to call that “success.”

So here are the promised pics:

starfish pin cushion

starfish 2

I hope you all had a success-filled day!

Let’s go create something (even if it’s just good dreams…)

Beating the SSDI Blues

Today I filled out supplementary information for my SSDI form. Now, if you’ve never applied for SSDI, be grateful. It’s a lot like filing your taxes. Using the LONG form. With nothing to help you but a #2 pencil and a shoe box full of receipts.

I think the worst thing about filling out these forms is that you have to sit down and focus on your disability. You have to wallow in descriptions of things you can’t do anymore and be reminded of how you didn’t appreciate your capabilities at the time. There are days when I feel like I must have a sign attached to my back reading “I AM CFIDS.”

I know it’s not true. I am not my illness. And I refuse to be identified by my illness. I am so much more! But sometimes I need to remind myself that my illness is not the most important thing in my life. I am so blessed to have a supportive partner and family, a puppy who loves me unconditionally, a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and health insurance! I do not take any of it for granted and I am supremely grateful for all the blessings!

But sometimes, the illness weighs me down. And I need a distraction. For me, that means fiber… cloth, yarn, thread, patterns, colors, textures… When I am surrounded by these things, I am happier, more content.

This is my own private heaven:

My sewing room

This is where all the creativity begins! It may be finished on the couch in the living room, in the car, or in the dumpster, but this is where it starts. Today I am working on a pincushion as a gift for a friend. I found the tutorial online here:

http://www.matchingpegs.com/2010/02/15/star-fruit-cushion-tutorial/

Isn’t it adorable? I’m doing it in her favorite colors and will post pictures when I’m done. I find that keeping my fingers busy on days when I’m feeling blue really helps to distract me. PLUS, I get to play with fabric! This is a really easy project that just LOOKS complicated. And you need hardly any supplies, just some scrap fabric, needle and thread, a couple of buttons, and some stuffing.

So let’s go create something!

chron·ic: [kron-ik] adjective

chron·ic

[kron-ik]  

adjective

1. constant; habitual; inveterate.

I have Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome.

I also have a fiber addiction.

Neither of these adequately describe who I am, but it’s a good starting point.  I do not want to write a blog about Chronic Fatigue (hereafter known as CFIDS). So many other people have done a much better job than I could. I also do not want to write a blog about sewing or knitting or tatting. Those have also been done. What I want to share with you is how one of my chronic issues (fabric and yarn) combines with my other issue (CFIDS) and how I balance the two. Perhaps you will find ideas that help and inspire you. Perhaps you will share a laugh with me… or a tear. Perhaps we are best friends… perhaps we will never meet.

“Life is short, pain is long, and we’re all here to help each other.” ~Stephen King

Let’s go create something.