I'm knitting another "Baby J" sweater, same as the last post, different yarn. Boring at this point!!! It was a skein that was laying around so I grabbed it and wouldn't you know that I have six more rows to knit on the sleeve and I ran out of yarn. I can't find any more. Come on!!!! It's a baby sweater. Six rows is probably less than a yard of yarn. Maybe, I'll knit the cuffs a different color. After all, babies don't know their colors yet at 9 months.
Not sure I like the "pooling" but it does grow on you after awhile. I added a "faux" button band up the front.
It's been almost a month since I have posted. I took a little trip. Quite the ride.
I just couldn't wait. I was up all night trying to decide what to do. My destination was all but about 2 miles from home. I'm so adventuresome.
Formerly a Catholic hospital, there are still religious statues on the grounds. As I drove by St. Joseph, I thought it was a "good sign".
Hmmm....the name has been changed from "Immediate Health Care" to "Walk-In Care Center". Duh!!!.....a clue.
It was 7:30 a.m. I discovered they don't open till 9:00 a.m. Surely, there must be a very dedicated person who came in early on a Saturday of a holiday weekend and would let me in, at least out of the cold.
See that little white box. The lady on the other end of the phone suggested an ambulance that would transport me to the nearest hospital. I didn't argue. I didn't care that my insurance would not cover it. I told her I would wait in my car which was illegally parked in a handicap zone about 10 paces from the phone.
She sent out a security guard to stay with me till the ambulance arrived. If this man was single and potential marriage material, I really blew that one as he had to watch me "barf" (and worse....listen) in my Trader Joe's brown bag I was saving as a souvenir (don't ask me why!!!).
I thought I had food poisoning. Well, what do I know? At my age, I suppose it could be anything. I had a very bad case of Meunier's Disease. It seems that everything I look up on the internet these days regarding a malady says the following: "This illness is common in people over 60." What's up with that? I paid my dues in life. I've had my bumps in the road. It's time for things to be easy.
Honestly, I deserve to win the lottery (don't we all). I'm single and I enjoy my independence and freedom........A LOT! But while ill I probably would have married the first man who showed an interest in that sort of commitment. (Snowball's chance in hell of that happening.) "Honey, can you heat up some soup? Sweetheart, can you go to the pharmacy for me? Can you....?" (fill in the blanks). Well, I must have been running a temperature as high as a hot and sweltering summer day in the Arizona desert because after later thinking about it, I decided that I just needed someone to "take me out back and shoot me". Just a little rash moment on my part. I'm glad I had no takers.