When It Rains

You know--it pours. Every time.

It started a couple of weeks ago. My BIL died-not totally unexpected. Still--. The same week, my 96 year old MIL had a heart attack from the stress of it. All of my husbands family lives about 60 miles away. So, there was the running back and forth to his relatives for all that going on.

During that time, my husband pulled a muscle in his back-major pull. He could barely get up and down, but still we had to take care of family stuff and go to the chiropractor. I had to do all the driving, and he swore that I hit every pot-hole in the road twice and purposely slammed on the brakes whenever I came to a stop.

Just about the time all of that got straightened out, I started feeling lousy. Got a sore throat, followed by what I thought was a cold. For days, I got progressively worse. It started feeling like something other than a cold and lingering too long. Today I went to the Dr. to find out I have pneumonia and bronchitis. I came home with a handfull of prescriptions that will either make me feel better or kill me, one or the other! My chest and back hurt terribly, especially when I sit up, but laying down brings on a coughing jag that won't quit.

I had just recently signed up at Weight Watchers. So, it figures that when I'm supposed to be ramping up my exercise and counting my food, I get sick and can't exercise for sure, much less think about "points" and such. I haven't felt like eating anyway, and I should have taken that clue earlier! Although I'm barely able to eat anything, I'm taking steroids and you know what that does to your body! I'll probably plump up like a whale! And to cap things off, while I'm sitting here, all schlumpy and miserable, the rest of my clan are out celebrating my daughter's birthday. They're eating cake and ice cream while I take steroids and gain weight. Go figure!

I did join a terrific club called Needlework and Textile Guild of Michigan. They meet once a month, from September to June. That guild has some great workshops planned. In October, there will be a 2-day workshop with beader extraordinaire, Chris Reilly. I'm talking beading on fabric. She will be teaching a beaded evening bag. Then, there's the American Sewing Expo. I'm taking a workshop with a friend and shopping, of course.

I've been looking online at the new fall patterns emerging. Since I can't sew, I've got that bug in me as well as the others!

I will sew again. Someday.