Many of you know how much fiber arts fills my mind. It has become a passion for me. I started at a very young age learning to crochet at the knee of my Grandmother one of the summers she came to stay with us. After spending decades crocheting, I picked up knitting. I've had projects waiting to be done for as long as I can remember.
There hasn't been a time when I wasn't crocheting or knitting something. It's been something close to 40 years. Yes, 40. But this past week has been a challenge. I brought home some beautiful yarn from Europe. I have the yarn prepped and ready to knit. I even made a couple gauge swatches...but I have had a challenging time finding a pattern I could concentrate on, or keep in my mind long enough to make it. Over this last week, knitting has been challenging.
But knitting has always been an avenue for me to be more grounded; it's been my meditation, and a crutch when my mind can no longer handle the things I am facing.
After the biopsy, I had several days when I couldn't knit...and that unnerved me. It has become clear to me that I need to find something I can do, if knitting isn't an option. I don't even know what to do with that thought let alone find an answer. It's too foreign.
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Today we made the decision to get a second oncologist opinion, and see if we if we feel more comfortable with a different oncologist. That appointment will be on the 7th.
Next week we will get an opinion from a Naturopath.
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The chemo class was pretty basic and they went over only a few things that aren't directly in the literature we have.
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Tomorrow I will meet with a new friend who is also battling cancer. I have a feeling we will get along famously.
Tomorrow I will also organize the paperwork I have so far.
And I get to take a walk with Milo. This makes me happy.
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