Some of you will know that my Mum recently had a big operation – hence the lack of blog posts – it’s been a rather busy time. My whole family are now very smiley that after almost every complication going, she’s finally home! :o) (Strangely, minus her tummy button which was either removed with other nasties, or has been sewn into her scar in an accidental kind of tummy tuck…).
While she was I hospital Dad went to sit with her every day. Sister 1 provided light entertainment for her by taking Little Pea to visit (who apparently rather liked wearing sick bowls as a hat). Sister 2 went down every morning to bed bath, and later shower, and dress Mum. I love that my family all did their own bit and had their own role. Sister 1 and Sister: you were both amazing.
I didn’t really have a role, other than ‘evening visitor’. I would hurtle down to the hospital after work, moan about the traffic and try very hard to think of scintillating conversation. I’m not very good at that, so I just went into making mode. Big time. I did making at the hospital, I did making when I couldn’t sleep. I did making to distract myself from worrying. I even read crochet patterns in bed.
Before Mum went into hospital, Sisters 1 and 2 decided to have a tattoo of an anemone done for her. I’m not into body art like they are but Sister 1 asked if I’d like to join them.
Me: How much will it hurt?
Sister 1: Like a thousand wasps are stinging you. And having a good scratch at the same time.
I decided to do my own version and made some anemone like flowers and made this for Mum instead:
I attempted sausage rolls. Mum makes them for Dad and I thought he might run out of homemade ones when we realised Mum would be in a lot longer than expected. I followed the instructions Mum had given me before, but somehow it went wrong. I made the BIGGEST sausage rolls ever. It turned out these were enough for 5 meals…
I made Sister 2 a hat she had requested for dog walking. And I finished a caplet thingy for myself:
And then a friend posted a picture of a light up rug on Facebook and I had a go at that too (Norman was not keen and decided it needed killing. Little Pea now owns the rug….):
And I did a spot of secret bakering for yesterday for office (I made some for Mum too):
Well, it gave me some conversation material at the hospital. Maybe not that sparkly, but as few of the other patients got involved, I don’t think it was too bad. Oh, and as a result of wearing the capelet thing out, I have had my first crochet commission from a complete stranger. :o)