So I think I spent about ten hours yesterday in this space…doing some hand stitching on all that stuff over there.
I can’t show you pictures of that stuff until it’s published, but it’s more Sue Spargo blocks. It’s easy and brainless…I’m just stitching wool pieces down, not doing the embroidery yet. I had no brain power for that.
I was determined to stand today. It didn’t have to be long, but I wanted to get something done. It always helps when Calli covers half the floor.
Kitten had the chair. It’s a good thing I didn’t need to be sitting down.
I ironed all the stuff on the bottom of the quilt, at the base of the two figures.
Here’s all the fabrics I’ve used so far…
Lots of colors already. And here’s all the pieces ready to go…
I could start cutting them out tonight I guess. If I can sit up again.
I only made about 55 minutes of standing, and that was pushing it. Sad but true. I’m back on the couch now, lying down, because even sitting up is too much. Aargh. I stopped taking the heavy-hitting meds, because they weren’t helping much and I think they were messing with my sleep. I sleep more on the couch than in my bed. So I’ll try Motrin tonight instead. It’s kind of amazing how tired I am with no actual wound or stitches. It’s just dying fibroids making me sick. Poor things. No really. I’ve had these things for over 20 years. They show up in my art, in the uteri of multiple quilts. They’re my little alien beasts. The doc says I’m really good at making them…there were over a hundred of them. Impressive, eh? And now I’m killing them. Weird to think of it that way.
Anyway. The healing process continues. Too slowly for an impatient person like me. I just want to make art. I don’t do a good job decorating the couch.