Well, I missed QuiltCon 2015, despite a full year of anticipation. I already wallowed in self-pity about it, but the decision not to go (made at 4am just before my flight) was the right one.
A week ago, I started have intermittent intense stabbing pain. Between the episodes, all was fairly normal other than losing 5 pounds in two days, difficulty walking, and the growing fear of the next strike. After getting some help, some basic home care resulted in a slow taper of the problems; most recover from this within two weeks, so we’ll see. This is as much as I’ll discuss. Simple issues get complicated quickly in my healthcare and it’s boring to talk about. Overall, I’m lucky now as an adult to rarely get sick so I tend to get through the temporary misery by keeping that in mind.
Having slept through the past five days, it’s a joy to rejoin the world. Yesterday I managed to eat solid foods and to sew a quilt block! It’s a precision-pieced brown commemoration of lost time. Brown? Yeah, it kinda makes sense here, but actually was just the fabric nearby. And non-improv just because I’ve been feeling the urge to have tight control on things, I guess. Still small, though; that’s a 5″ (unfinished) block.
Dispatches from QuiltCon seem quite colorful and positive and energetic! I’m still gutted to have missed seeing my friends, making new ones, and being around quilts. Oh, and ‘In Wedowee’ won a prize in the small quilt category. Yay!
Off to take a nap.