I have hesitated about writing this post for a few days, but I need to write it. Sock knitting is in hiatus for me right now. The mental part of it is more than I can handle.
I usually regard knitting as therapy for practically anything, and I’ve certainly done, my share of it in hospital rooms and other high stress situations over the years.
My husband has had a couple of surgeries for basal cell skin cancer in the last two weeks. Both involved problem areas of the face and nose. He is in fine shape, and the fairly new surgical technique promises the hope that there won’t have to be further surgery, but some reconstruction was necessary. Right now he has a black eye, enormous nose bandage, and swollen right half of his face. But he’s ok.
A few weeks ago I had a rather nasty intestinal infection that necessitated some testing and a round of rather strong antibiotics. Recovery felt very slow. I also had a colonoscopy/upper GI last Friday. Results—upper GI—everything fine; colonoscopy—cancer. I am scheduled for surgery this coming Friday morning. Both the gastroenterologist and the surgeon agree on the procedure necessary. I should escape a colostomy, and the surgery should be able to be done through a scope, reducing recovery time and the risk of infection. However, the rest of “what to do” will have to wait on a check of the lymph nodes. Prayers and kind thoughts will be much appreciated. I am blessed to have such a wonderful husband and children and grandchildren at a time like this. And blessed by friends and family in the physical and internet worlds.
Just so you know that fiber therapy has not failed me, I got out the knitting loom, and I’ve been making hats from stash for this charity project on Craft Hope.