Fungus ~ Lake Hill, NY
In the past couple of days, I’ve noticed the carpal tunnel really acting up. I’m not knitting very much, I’m not blogging/commenting very much, so the only other culprit is work. I’ve known it for a while, but this confirms it: work is bad for my health. And probably yours, too. Unfortunately, there’s not a hell of a lot I can do about it, I work because I like to eat. No money, no food.
I am getting irritated about the knitting, though. I went to Stitch n Bitch armed with knitting books and magazines, and taking frequent breaks, made it through about 16 rows of my brother’s scarf. And then I was done. I could have pushed through another pattern repeat, but I was already feeling numb in my fingers and didn’t want to stress my hands any more.
This is pissing me off, people. I cannot possibly get all my Christmas knitting done if I only get through 16 rows a night. And that was 16 rows after four days off! Apparently even my subconscious is getting irritated, because I woke up at 4 AM and had somehow managed to take my splints off. I have a vague memory of fighting with the velcro closures, but no idea why it was so important to me to take them off. All I knew is that they were laying beside me on the pillow, much like my retainer used to when it would irritate me in my sleep in college. Take that, irritating hardware! I had this moment of intense relief, a sort of “it’s so much nicer to sleep without being strapped down like a kickboxer,” but then I was a good little girl and put them back on. This two months will not be over soon enough.
