In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Still drugged and loopy

I made it through the surgery.

I made it through the hospital stay. (I  get why they may want to check bp and temp in the middle of the night, but why in the world do they need to come draw blood at 3:20 a.m.? Dearly Beloved suggests that perhaps it's because the victim . . . er, patient . . . is less likely to slug the technician. I will say that she was quite proficient and all but painless, especially since I have deep veins that roll, but I was asleep and she woke me up for this!)

I survived hospital food (which wasn't as terrible as it could have been but was on the bland side and not very warm by the time it arrived).

I made it home.

I am still drugged.

My current schedule is:

Get up
Take pill
Go for walk
Take a nap

Am I stitching?

Nope. I'm still a little loopy and don't trust myself with a pointy object or sharp scissors.

And it's time for another nap.


  1. Glad all went well and your recovery seems normal. Stitching will return and after your brief layoff will be all the sweeter! Laura

  2. Glad you're home and able to rest! Be good to yourself. :)

  3. Glad everything went well. I have an explanation for why they do blood draws at three in the morning, but you're not going to like it!

  4. Hopefully you will be able to stitch this upcoming week. Surgery is tough. The hospital part was horrible rest-wise for me, for the same reasons that you state.
    Thinking of you!!