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20th of the month photo – March

Well looky here it’s that time of the month again.  It was a bit of a glum day but fortunately after a wet start there was no rain.




In other news I’ve gotten rid of my rash but there was a noticeable amount of hair on my hands whilst showering last night (off my head, I haven’t got hairy palms) so it looks like I might be getting rid of that too.  So today I got B to take a picture of my current hair cut and I’ll post it tomorrow with the one from before I first cut it in January (if I can find it) when it was doing the curly thing.


Broomsticks Away

How’s the broomstick lace going I hear you ask.  Well last night I thought it was a big mistake and I should have picked another throw to make however after watching a video on it today on Stitch Diva (after following Fiona’s link to look at her ‘one day’ cardigan pattern ) I undid all except the bottom two rows and gave it another go.  This time I’m happier with it.

The book I’m using Berroco Comfort Knitting & Crochet Afghans (which I love) says that you should leave the loops on the needle and take them off as you work your way across crocheting into a batch of six.

The video I watched whipped the needle out and picked up the stitches as you went along – bit risky I thought and then I tried it – it’s so much easier…

The book also works a locking stitch at the beginning of the row picking up the loops – my locking stitch was ending up big enough to drive a truck through and leaving a very untidy edge.  Soooooooo after watching said video I tried the edge again but with just chain stitch and it works so much better.

So I only have 6.8 lengths yet to lace although now I’ve gotten the hang of it, it does grow quite quickly.

On the itchy rash front – it’s itchier and has also taken up residence in the small of my back so I’m probably looking, to quote my Great Auntie Betty, lousy.


Itchy and Scratchy

After an afternoon nap yesterday and an early night, 22:00, which turned into watching a film until nearly midnight, Extraordinary Measures (where a father attempts to find a cure for his children’s wasting disease) – really lovely, I was ready for another trip to the Royal this morning arriving at 10:00 courtesy of Uncle Ray.

The nurse had trouble getting blood from my PICC line so had to do it the old fashioned way and I was still reluctant to part with it!  And then the PICC line wouldn’t co-operate again and I had to sit with my arm out for the saline either side of the Velcade and I’d had to make a difficult decision before leaving the house which impacted on this.  I couldn’t fit the book I really wanted to read, Terry Prachett’s I Shall Wear Midnight (yes I know it’s a children’s book before anyone points it out), in the bag with my knitting, my notebook, my purse, my phone, my sandwiches, a tomato, crisps and two clementines – one with leaves still attached.  So I had to find something that would fit, as it turned out that was 800 Years of Haunted Liverpool that a friend had given me, and all 800 years were read about – well the interesting ones.

I left the Royal just after 13:00 after picking up a prescription for Periton – I have an interesting prickly heat type rash on the backs of my hands.  After confirming that I’d not ventured into new ground with washing powder or washing me powder the pharmacist said it could be the Velcade or the Allupruinol and prescribed Periton but said only to take it if it really itches as it (the Periton not the rash) can cause drowsiness.  At the moment its background itching – if I’m otherwise engaged I don’t really notice.  The next cycle starts a week on Friday but I need to go back Thursday afternoon to get my PICC line flushed and the dressing changed or if the rash spreads I’ll need to go back sooner.

I decided I had enough energy to walk down to Abakhan Fabrics and when I got there at 13:30 decided to ring B who was getting up then.  Part way through the message my phone’s battery went.

I got my yarn – you have to get your priorities right – and left undecided whether to go back to the Royal or to the station.  There were no public phones in sight so as the station was downhill and would have phones I headed in that direction.

I arrived to see a bank of phones ahead of me and to hear an announcement that the train leaving Platform 3 was going my way in two minutes.  So I got the train which turned out to be an express so from the train leaving at 13:57 I arrived in St Helens at 14:12ish!  I knew the buses used to go at 25 minutes past the hour and decided to see if that was still the case rather than ring B from the station, they did and so I got the bus home for an exorbitant fee.

As I was walking along the main road that’s two lefts from our road who appears in the car at the T-junction in front of me – Bernard!  I waved – B looked relieved. Maybe not as relieved as I was – if B had headed off into Liverpool whilst I was sitting at home with Bud I think I’d have needed a bed for a couple of nights or at the very least earplugs!

I’m now off to test drive my new yarn and try broomstick crochet minus the broomstick!