Before my gallbladder attacked, before Me-Made-March and before I started falling back into quilting I stopped crocheting. I would still do a couple of rows of the same scarf when I went to a Stitch n Bitch, mainly to be social, but I wasn't crocheting any other time. I had tennis elbow in my left arm, which was kinda funny because I played tennis for 20 years and never once got tennis elbow. (I did get runner's knee playing tennis. And when I was a runner on the school track team in grade 12 I had shotputter's quadricep or whatever it was called. Crazy.)
I was at peace with my decision to stop crocheting. I needed my left arm to work a mouse, type and earn myself a livin'. I was prepared to sacrifice crocheting if it meant I could pay my mortgage. I mean - I'm not THAT obsessed with the
Anyway, some things happened when my gallbladder attacked. One was that I didn't have the energy or painkiller-free clarity required to craft or swim so sat like a lump relaxing on the sofa most nights. Another was that I had to take a massive chunk of time off work. And spending almost 2 weeks in hospital flat on my back did terrible things for my abs and lats, but amazing things for my left elbow.
When I came home last week, Mum sat on the sofa and crocheted me some coathanger covers. (This is something she is really good at and I'm not so good at. I'm happy to outsource all my coathanger covers to Mum, just like I'm happy for her to knit me socks with the Wollmeise I give her). So she's crocheting, and I'm getting inspired to crochet but am way to groggy and sore, but by Saturday when a lot of the drugs had worn off I was sitting on the sofa crocheting too. More than a couple of rows at a time. Last night I finished the green scarf I'd been dabbling with since January.
Here's a scarf I made for my friend Julie's birthday back in mid January, before I stopped crocheting. I never blogged it. It's a great little pattern called "Circles Scarf" made with my favourite yarn, Wollmeise 100% merino superwash, and it deserves to be shown off. (Ravelled over here).
In the meantime, I need to block my green scarf (not for a few weeks unless I can get Community Nursing to pitch in - they visit often enough ) and I've already started making a cowl for another friend. Good times, my friends. Good, crochety times.