Today’s my last day before spine surgery. Tomorrow at 6:15 A.M. I’m going to present myself at the Civic Hospital, where I’ll be wheeled into a gleaming operating theatre and fixed.
My surgeon has booked the theatre for me from 8:00 am to 11:45. This is a bit odd, since last week – for the same surgery, which got canceled – they only booked it for an hour and a half. When I pointed that out, I was told that the extra time was required to clean the operating room after my surgery.
Hmmm. Were they not planning on cleaning it last week? Or are they expecting my operation to be much gorier this week?
Well, whatever. I don’t mind if he takes his time.
So today’s the last day before surgery and I’ve totally wasted it on frustrating things that didn’t work. Mostly knitting related things.
For example: I vowed I would finish my niece’s baby’s sweater before tomorrow. It’s all knit, even those 9 rows of frill that ended up being 350 stitches long each. But sewing the sweater pieces together is not going well.
Even though I AM the Knitnut, I’m actually not all that great a knitter. No, really, it’s true. I’m slow. I’m awkward. I can’t even fix my own mistakes. But my knitting is positively masterful compared to my abysmal post-knitting assembly skills.
I will not tell you how many times I’ve seamed and unseamed this sweater today.
I finally decided I was too frustrated to be seaming a sweater. Best to put it aside and start fresh another day. In the meantime, I thought, I would whip up that sweet little Stuffie for the same baby. Stuffie is a very simple stuffed animal.
Stuffie is not going well. And the yarn, which has mohair in it, doesn’t unravel well. I don’t even know why it’s not going well. It’s just not. I don’t know whether it’s me or the pattern. It’s fiddly trying to knit ten stitches in the round. I keep ending up with the wrong number of stitches, and this is one of those situations where such things matter.
Look. It’s 3:19 PM and I haven’t done anything today except make mistakes. I should probably have spent the day doing things to make the next few post-surgery days easier. Like cleaning the house, putting stacks of books within easy reach of the couch and the bed, and making red jello.
But right now I’m going to abandon all knitting projects and go roast some red peppers.
Must be the Mercury retrograde or something. I didn’t even like my gardening job today because I felt crappy. Not bad enough to go home but bad enough to spoil a time I normally enjoy. Then home again to an over-crowded and over-populated apartment in serious pre-move disarray, a pretty yucky fridge and a cat box with my name on it.
In an attempt to clear a wee bit of space in my office I have killed my shredder and not even liberal applications of Fellowes brand Performance Oil has helped. I think I’m going to take two Advil and have a nap before it’s time to make everybody dinner. . .
All the very best for tomorrow.
Thinking strong thoughts in your direction. Here’s hoping they cleaned the operating room *before* your operation!
I’ll push some extra-good karma in your direction tomorrow. As for the knitting fails, I have no answer. Sometimes it be that way.
I expect the deliciousness of the red peppers was fine consolation?
Hey, good luck for the surgery tomorrow…. OK, I guess surgery is not a matter of “luck”, or shouldn’t be. So I meant to say “best wishes for the surgery”!
Oh!!! Sending all good thoughts. I just know you’re going to be all better!!!
Don’t use mohair for toys babies actually play with. They get furballs, like cats from them.
I really like using nice plain basic brown sheep for toys. Natural, and doesn’t shed. Very washable too.
To quote Rod Stewart “you’ll be in my heart” tomorrow. I’ll be looking forward to hearing how it all went splendidly for you. Take care and if you need anything, food or a ride somewhere, please put out the call.
Good luck tomorrow… I’m sending lots of good juju your way!
Good luck kiddo! Thinking of you now and until it’s done.
Best wishes for a very smooth surgery experience!
Best wishes for the operation… I’ll be thinking of you!
Am sending good vibes for the surgery tomorrow and also to that rascally knitting. Hope both turn out beautifully!! xoxoxo
I’ll be sending good thoughts your way today. Good luck!
Never knit when you might be even remotely nervous or upset. It’s not worth it. Trust me on this one. I have projects which will swear to that in court.
Sending positive vibes – I’ll be thinking of you…
I’ll be thinking of you…you’re strong and you will have plenty of knitting to keep you busy while you heal.
By this time, you’re in the operating room. I’m sending strong healthy vibes to you (and the surgeon).
It’s 8:00 am right now and I’m thinking of you in that gleaming operating theatre hopped up on Demerol. I’m keeping the good mojo going for the whole day for you and for your surgeon.
(Also, I think I would agree with Mudmamma about the mohair not being ideal for a baby). See you soon.
Hoping everything goes well for you.
see there was a reason the mohair “stuffie” wasn’t going well…hairballs. I was getting itchy just thinking of it.
Hope all goes well post surgery.
Good thoughts Zoom.
we mostly did our best gigs after a crappy last practice -good to let all that energy ebb and flow, and save the good stuff for the real deal!