As if the Face vs Cat incident wasn't bad enough, I've been slammed with the flu as well. Yesterday was the first day since Tuesday that I could swallow more than a few sips of water or apple juice. Even though I'm eating some itty-bitty meals of chicken soup and jello today, I can only sit up and do anything for 15-20 minutes at a time so this won't be a long post, just me checking in.
Besides the obvious, another reason I hate being sick is because I get so bored! And when I'm bored, all I do is think about how miserable I feel, and have a big giant pity-party. So I am happy to report that I did manage to put some of my curled-up-miserable-on-the-sofa-in-front-of-the-tv-time to good use and managed to complete some FO's which I will post when I'm feeling better.
As far as the injuries from the Face vs Cat battle: there is a small laceration on the inside of my lower lid, a deep scratch in the undereye area, and a long, shallow slash straight down my cheek. Because it's my face, and because I have the normal amount of female vanity, I'm sure I'm making this worse than it really is in the big scheme of things. I know that there are people out there who are experiencing a lot worse and not whining about it either.
I did make it to the doctor on Monday before getting sick. I had some bad news/good news. I didn't need stitches. She used these little narrow surgi-strips to close up the lacerations, told me to keep anti-bacterial ointment on it all, stay out of the sun and play the waiting game. It takes about 6 months to really tell how noticeable the scars will be. As soon as I can stand up for more than 15 minutes, I'm off to the drugstore to get me some Mederma.
In a way, getting sick turned out to be a blessing since (1) nausea, fever, and dizziness do a great job of keeping a person's mind on their GI tract than their appearance, (2) innocent children were spared the sight of what a sweet, fluffy little kitty can do if provoked, thus avoiding a rash of secondhand kittycat phobias (which would be very possible with my particular patients), and (3) by the time I crawl back to work on Monday, the scratches will have faded a bit so it won't look like I'm crying blood. See? Pity-party's all over now.
Maybe I'll take my cue from this movie trailer that has been playing all week on TV (oh, the irony) and knit myself up a scarfy like the cool one she's wearing. Which by the way, looks very much like this Mason-Dixon Big Dotty pattern, doesn't it? Since the MD website is malfunctioning today (it probably has the flu), I found this picture on BenteB's website.
(While you're there, take a tour of her beautiful creations -I always get so inspired after visiting the blogs of knitters in Norway, Denmark and Finland - do you think their handknits are so incredible because of all the long, dreary, frigid winter months?).
Well. it's taken me 3 separate trips to the computer to get this blog written. I think I'll go settle in front of the TV for the rest of the night. Have a good one.