and I’d run out of cream which was going to be my edging colour for both the inner squares and the outer rectangles. So under duress he brought me a new 400g ball of cream aran, a pair of 4.5 mm knitting needles and the substitute cable needle.
I had found a lovely little jacket pattern at knitty.com –
I also tracked down a hat pattern at sweaterbabe.com – Cable Baby Beanie – and altered the rib to moss stitch and changed the cable stitch to match the one on the cardy. After B brought me a darning needle in this afternoon, they both now look like this…
Needless to say finishing things off seems to usually take ages but it’s now done and I have nothing crafty to do. I knew I should have pressed B to bring me something else in addition to the darning needle – he didn’t even want to bring me that suggesting I might prefer to ‘Have a rest’.
Now I’m not saying I’m easily bored – oh wait, yes I am actually. Yesterday I changed my own bed – and not because I’d had a boo boo I’ll have you know. I was about to remind the Health Care Assistants when I thought ‘What’s stopping me doing it?’ The answer was nothing and it made a change since B changes the bed at home because the bending starts my back off however with the benefit of an adjustable bed no bending was required. I also assisted today – well I’m going with ‘assisted’ but ‘hindered’ is probably a better description.
One of the registrars called in this afternoon and asked whether Prof had said if I could go home after the chemotherapy had finished or if we needed to wait until my counts went back up before I got released. As it turned out I got disconnected while B was here and if I’d thought on I could have pushed to go home then! Just kidding!!! B wouldn’t have gone for it and the nurse I said it in front of thought that that was being a bit too keen – plus although B has cleaned the bathroom today he still apparently needs to wash the bed sheets.
I forgot to mention that I’m concerned that Prof knows me too well. As I’ve said me and the steriod Dexamethasone don’t mix well so when I got my first dose last Thursday and it was the same as last time I queried it as Prof said we’d look at reducing the amount. The nurse said she’d ask about it and shortly after Prof and one of the junior docs arrived and he informed her, to her surprise and the surprise of the nearby nurse and subsequent visiting registrar, that in view of my extreme reaction to Dex it was up to me how much I took. There I was all geared up for putting my case across for taking less than suggested or in fact none at all and I ended up with free reign. Prof’s method actually worked like a charm and I had to give proper consideration to the amount I wanted to take and felt I had to take some as I’d been entrusted with a completely voluntary decision and indeed when the registrar suggested that I might want to consider taking 6 mg instead of 4 mg I immediately wanted to say ‘No way’ even though I’d thought this myself.
Other Creative Spaces can be found here – at least I’ll have plenty of time in the morning to do some serious looking at other craftiness.