Ever had an ovarian cyst? Apparently they’re pretty common. I had never heard of it until I went to my primary care physician a few weeks ago. Currently I’m on week 5 of dealing with a lot of pain all day every day. Of course you can’t just take two months off work, you have to just suck it up and try to keep living your life as best you can.
I’m lucky in that I don’t usually have much day-to-day pain. I know for a lot of people, this pain level is just your daily baseline. I can’t imagine how hard that would be. I have so much respect for you.
Before this, I didn’t realize how chronic pain grinds you down. For me, the pain isn’t the worst part. It’s the way the pain destroys my energy levels, saps my inspiration, and makes me want to do nothing more than lay on the couch and watch Netflix until the end of time.
I’ve been forcing myself to work on quilting and spinning projects. This is how I get through episodes of depression, too: I make myself do a little bit every day, even if I don’t want to. Just 15 minutes a day adds up over time. On really bad days I set a timer and when my 15 minutes is up, I bail on the project. But hey – that’s 15 minutes done.
It’s easy to let chronic pain and/or depression eat your life, destroy everything you care about. And then you wake up one day and everything you loved is gone. It’s important to keep at least one little candle lit, so you have something to come back to when you’re feeling like yourself again.
Anyway, I have slowly been quilting my Tula Pink “Family Portrait” quilt. This involves four different thread colors, which somehow meant I bought six different spools of thread, because I accidentally bought black thread twice, and bought the wrong shade of reddish purple.
This whole entire quilt is one big “Well that escalated quickly” type project. Don’t get me started.