since my last post, and they’ve certainly been busy ones. We went to Welly the night before my surgery, made an adventure of it. I went in for surgery feeling much calmer than the last time around (but hungry, good god was I hungry). The surgery itself went well. I felt rough after it, but that’s to be expected. We came home.
I knit, a lot. Watched Elementary, got endless cuddles from the cat, and managed to finish a project that’s been on the needles for three and a half years;
This yarn is one of the first nice yarns I bought myself, when I started knitting properly a few years ago. I’ve stopped and started this shawl more times than I can count, and I’m struck, every time I look at it, that it’s finally done (and given it’s currently hanging beside my bed, that’s pretty often.
Not long after that triumph, I ended up back in the hospital. We’re still trying to figure out exactly what happened, but someone somewhere screwed up in giving me my steroids (stopping them just before major surgery doesn’t seem to work too well) and five days later my body gave up and landed me in ED with a line in my arm and a lot of hydrocortisone.
They kept me for a couple of days (my gut was also packing a fit and needed a little coaxing back into life), and my dermatologist took control of my medications (thank god) and I now seem to be functioning as a regular human being. My hip managed to transition from “healing” to “healed” while I was laid up in a hospital bed, and while I’m having to take it very easy, I can actually move.
The moving thing turned out to be very handy, because not two days after getting home from hospital, NZ got hit by a series of earthquakes. The two big ones woke me up with a fright, but we’re far north enough that there’s not really any damage, and while the rest of the country wasn’t so lucky, most of the damage has been to property and roads — not people.