3 days
The last 3 days I've woken up and checked the time at 5:13 am. It's starting to feel like an omen. The nurse practitioner suggested I take the Abilify in the morning instead of at night because this waking up at pre-dawn started concurrently with the start of the med. So I didn't take it last night so I could take it this morning. Still up before dawn. *shrug* I'm kind of sad there's no group on weekends. I enjoy being out of the house and around people who I don't have to hide my condition from. It helps immeasurably to know demonstrably that I am not alone. I mean, I know it on an intellectual level, but it's different to be so vulnerable in a group of other people being vulnerable and knowing I don't have to explain or make excuses.
Craft-wise I have to stick to unraveling things from the "didn't like it pile" and maybe spinning. Jumping right back into knitting has made my wrist and hand hurt again. I have to slow down. But it's my best and most benign coping skill and It Makes Me Feel Worthwhile, so it's really difficult. Yet another reason I need a job (in case I didn't have enough reasons). Damn I wish I could make a living off this crafting thing. Anyway, last night I sorted some old fiber that was tossed willy-nilly into a giant bag and unraveled the mutant sock and washed the fiber and it's going to be a hat for a friend. I have this one pile of fiber that I dyed that, while I did a good job dying it, it hasn't been a color I'm eager to work with. Until I paired it with a yarn I've had for years not knowing what to do with. I'm learning to thrum and it's as though this pair were destined for each other.
Craft-wise I have to stick to unraveling things from the "didn't like it pile" and maybe spinning. Jumping right back into knitting has made my wrist and hand hurt again. I have to slow down. But it's my best and most benign coping skill and It Makes Me Feel Worthwhile, so it's really difficult. Yet another reason I need a job (in case I didn't have enough reasons). Damn I wish I could make a living off this crafting thing. Anyway, last night I sorted some old fiber that was tossed willy-nilly into a giant bag and unraveled the mutant sock and washed the fiber and it's going to be a hat for a friend. I have this one pile of fiber that I dyed that, while I did a good job dying it, it hasn't been a color I'm eager to work with. Until I paired it with a yarn I've had for years not knowing what to do with. I'm learning to thrum and it's as though this pair were destined for each other.