Tuesday, January 22, 2008


Interesting weekend. I seem to have gotten some strange virus that only affects you when you try to do anything. If I sit still, I feel fine. If I get up and try to cook or clean house, I feel like an elephant has taken up residence on by solar plexus. My son is going through something too. I'm so worried about him, I really don't have time to be sick. For the last three nights, he has been grinding his teeth in his sleep. Last night, he tossed and turned and wimpered until he finally made me get up to take him to the bathroom. We were there off and on for two hours. While he was on the potty, he kept telling me to get the bees out of his ears. I cleaned them with a Q-tip, and that soothed it but no more than 15 minutes later they were bugging him again. He wanted me to get my needles (knitting) to get the bees out. I'm glad I've made a habit of keeping the needles out of his reach and put away! Finally, after 2 and a half hours, we decided that going for a car ride would help him sleep. (Can't say the same for me) We took off and drove the interstates of St. Louis until I thought he was completely unconcious. I brought him into the house and laid him on the bed. He immediately woke up and started crying again. I just broke down in tears. I am feeling so poorly and having been up all night, I had hit my wall. My sweet and wonderful husband got up and took him downstairs for me. So in about a half an hour we have a doctor's appointment. I hope he is ok, and it is something identifiable.


On the plus side, being at home sick on a holiday gave me the chance to finish up the Knit to Live piece and I made a market bag. I've been so excited to get onto Ravelry.com to gain access to a community of knitters, but they are a wonderful resource for patterns and ideas as well. I decided to do the market bag from MagKnits: http://magknits.com/June06/patterns/market.htm

I like the way it turned out. It was an far greater challenge to use size 15 US needles than I expected. I'm so used to sock knitting with the occational really huge size 6 US needles that it threw me off. I had to start it over again about 5 times in order to get the pattern. It isn't a difficult project, but my hands just had no idea what to do with the broomsticks I was holding. (OK, I know that is an exaggeration.) :)

Well, I'm off to the doctor. I hope the little man is ok. I never knew fear and panic until I became a mom.