You know when your mom used to say, ‘if you don’t have anything nice to say, say nothing at all’? Well, I’ve been in a bit of a funk and I supposed that no one would want to listen to the whining. However, I will be having surgery on my back next Tuesday and I can look forward to most of the pain being gone, hopefully, right away. I’m sure I’ll have some pain from my incisions, but we can at least get my bones off of my nerves! That is a good thing (she says in her best Martha-like tones). In the meanwhile, I’ve been preparing some hand-work to do while I’m laid up. I have an applique project I’ll be working on that I hope will come out nicely. I’ve also been marking a Monet’s Wedding Ring quilt (from Judy Martin’s Scraps book) that my sister made as an anniversary gift for her daughter’s and son-in-law’s fifth wedding anniversary. I think it will come out nicely, once I’m able to quilt again, if I can just figure out how to finish the border! I’m also having my new Sylvia sewing cabinet and my machine (DSM) set up in my spare bedroom, so if I’m able to sew at all, I won’t have to go upstairs to do it. I imagine it will be a bit before I feel like climbing the stairs to the quilting studio.
Thanks to my most excellent Preferred Care Provider (aka my doctor), I have been kept relatively comfortable while I await surgery. You know the pain is bad when generous helpings of percocet no longer manage it. I was finally put on Fentanyl patches a few weeks ago. I am now at the part where they are not totally managing the pain, but I think I can hold out till next Tuesday. I also get to apply a fresh patch today and have some tips from the pharmacist on how to get them to stick well and, therefore, work better. I’ve spent way too many nights awake on an ice pack.
So, as the summer dwindles down, here’s to all of you settling back into making gorgeous quilts and to me having some off time to work on quilting projects as lack of pain permits. Remember to hug all your loved ones and to sit and enjoy the sunset every now and then. With or without pain, these days are what we make of them.