So last week I told you about my bone bruise. Guess what happened this week?

I kinda fell over and landed on my wrist.

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And managed to break it in three places.

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May I stop having fun now?

Exactly a month ago today I fell down the stairs. Four stairs. Four. Unremarkable really, except it HURT LIKE BUGFUCK. FOR A LONG TIME. By the time I had xrays on the 22nd, there was so much blood in my bones that they couldn’t tell if I broke anything or not. Long story. Short version: stupid waiting.

Anyway, I had a MRI done last week and finally saw the ortho today. I broke my leg and had an “extensive” bone bruise that basically made the bone blood filled and swollen.

Someone please let me off the ride already. On the upside: at least it’s a month behind me. On the downside: more weeks of crutch hobbling. Another leg check next week, and maybe then I’ll be cleared for PT.

Someone remind me why I always have exciting things happen to me?

I miss you guys!

I wish to apologize for not blogging, not answering emails, not plurking, and for otherwise having fallen off the online knitting planet.

My physical recovery from the surgery I underwent in October has been more difficult and protracted than I could have imagined possible. This has taken its toll on me, both physically and emotionally. I must confess that I’ve gone to the ER on average once a week – when things are especially bad, I have gone three or four times in a week. Yes, I am working with my physicians to try and improve this situation. No, this situation is not satisfactory. Obviously, this has had a deleterious effect on my work productivity.

It was never my intention to withdraw from the public aspects of my online life, nor was it my intention to take so long with delivering purchased kits and yarns.

If you are waiting on yarn, you are on my list and I have not forgotten about you.

If you are waiting on a kit, please know that all yarn has been dyed and reskeined, all extras have been assembled, the address labels have been printed and affixed onto the packets, and the only hangup is getting the pattern together in a pretty and cohesive writeup. To that end, I have hired help, and I am as anxious as you are to see the wait come to an end.

As always, I am grateful for your support.

Just a quick update, bellamoden is out of surgery, and is okay, but suffering a migraine on top of the recovery (ow!)

She promises to write soon as she’s feeling better.

Not a moment too soon, today is the day I go in for surgery and say hello to the fifteenth mouth incision, three inches long this time, and goodbye to two plates and nine screws and start the next stage of getting better and healing from this lovely infection that’s been in my haid for two months and change.

No idea when I’ll be able to get online again, but updates will be posted.

Two more sleeps. I apologize for not responding much to emails and such these days – it’s a full time job being full of gunk and waiting for surgery.

October 22 is sooo far away. It isn’t, but it is. Until then, I have mindless knitting, Picasso, and Alice.

Waiting to feel better is just no fun at all

Happy seventh birthday to you, Matisse, my very favorite matisse-meow-sneezy-drooly-choo-chen!

It’s been a wonderful six and a half years with you.

30 days of being sick.

9 screws.

2 plates.

11 things that are gunky and making Rebecca sick.

22 days until they are surgically removed.

25 dollars, the amount that my yarn will cost tomorrow morning.

1 Rebecca, trying to catch up to everything. Thank you for your patience.

My apartment is not very large at all, and for the most part that’s really quite okay. The boys are incredibly well trained, and when I am actively working, they leave me, the yarn, and the workspace alone with scrupulous care.

My work island is 7 feet long and 40 inches wide, and my only regret is I don’t have a second one, because I love this! But that’s okay… money and time. And paying off work debts. Well, might help if I had a larger space first, but one thing at a time, yes?

I hate the pile of boxes, but what can you do? Slowly they’re being eradicated as I mail out yarn and get more drawers.

BTW? you can have your own drawer with your name on it. True story.

I can’t help it. I’m a sucker for happy kitty paws.

Feel free to ask for specific pictures or just ask questions about my workspace in the comments!