Mom's aren't suppose to get sick! I'm just saying.
Thursday night, after years of just sitting in a closet I decided to rip the seams out of a band blanket that I had made for Chugo. It was in the beginning of my "learning to sew" days and now that I am, well, more seasoned, it was time to rip it out and start over. It took a while to do and of course, could i find my seam ripper anywhere? Nope. small sewing scissors? nope. So i resorted to my jewelry nippers, hey, they have a sharp point and truth be told- they worked great! That is, until I got two ripped blisters on my fingers. Curses! But as usual- I persevered until the job was complete.
Fast forward to Saturday morning and I awoke to one of said fingers swollen like a sausage and purple. and man did it HURT! The front of my hand also had red lines tracing my veins up my hand to my wrist. I did the smart thing and drew a line where it ended and told myself that if the redness went beyond that line, I would go see the doctor.
By mid afternoon... it had still not crossed the line but my elbow hurt really bad and had a big red patch on it and my shoulder was sore. Yeah.. I know.. I should have just gone in that morning. (But- isn't there always a but? There was an escaped convict from the hospital that morning and police were everywhere, I was just being diligent and staying away from the area so I didn't put myself into a possible hostage situation! haha)
Cellulitis. (I thought that was just the fat layer in my your skin.) So I was like- seriously.. your calling me fat? But then I realized that was just cellulite and this was an infection in the skin. The doctor assumed it was probably caused from Staph and wrote up some antibiotics and sent me on my way with the instructions that 'it may or may not clear it up depending on if we got meds for the right bacteria- so if it gets worse come back in'. Lovely- Thanks.
Luckily the meds worked but my arm still feels like its been punched multiple times and my finger is still swollen, while at least less purple.
My weekend of excited quilting turned quickly into resting on the couch and watching the boys play Destiny all weekend. Alas- the quilt will still be there ready and waiting once I'm feeling up to par again, but until then.. drowning my sorrows in massive amounts of water and watching Netflix with BG. Thank goodness for the crock pot!
Happy Monday All!