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[ahn-wee, ahn-wee; French ahn-nwee] Show IPA
a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom
I’ve been feeling this nagging sense of ennui for the past two weeks. Ever since I burned my hand torching last Tuesday and I haven’t been able to play with flame or to do much at all. In case I forgot to tell you guys or update my blog lately, but I put my hand into my torch last Tuesday. No, it wasn’t some tribal ritual, or ancient rite of passage, just me torching and not keeping focused on the flame. It was almost as if I forgot the flame was there and stuck my hand right into it. I got the base of my right thumb pretty badly. It didn’t even blister, just kinda cooked in one spot. New skin is finally coming in, but it still smarts.
I am so tired of this period between winter and spring, it’s too cold to go outside, but everything is blooming and the snow is almost gone, but what’s left is a mud puddle.
At least the gardening catalogs are coming in on schedule. I’m hoping to put in a few raised beds this year so I can garden more. My five-year plan is to have a “no-mow” yard with the pool and the gazebo (another good word) and plants and flowers everywhere else. I would love to naturalize with easy to care for indigenous plantings. Lots of Bee balm and butterfly bushes, but tons of veggies too. Enough to can and put up for next winter. I love canning fresh foods.
I’m off now to soak my hand. It’s a good thing that I went to the lavender festival last fall, and it’s a really good thing that I got ambitious and made lavender oil last month, and it was even more advantageous that the finished bottle of lavender oil was in the basement when the burn occurred. Kept it from becoming a festering mess, I’m convinced of it.
Have a lovely day my friends. I can’t believe my grandson is six today. Happy Bearthday Harp. Gram-ma B loves you to the moon and back, twice.
Went to a rehabilitation therapist today for the arthritis in my back. He is now ordering an MRI to be done of my spine due to the increasing neuropathy in my right arm. It’s to the point now where I feel nothing in my thumb and only some in my index and middle fingers. My arm falls asleep at a moments notice. My right hand will start to shake uncontrollably and I’m starting to drop things. I have to admit this to everyone otherwise I will keep pretending that everything is fine. I can’t anymore.
I’m glad I spin my mandrels with my left hand and apply glass with my right. I can set a glass rod down till feeling comes back, can’t set a hot bead down “for a minute”.
OK so I got a very painful steroid/lidocaine shot in my back to hold me over till he can determine if an epidural is necessary or if there is anything else he can do. So I’m scheduled for an M.R.I and a C.T. scan next Monday (gonna need a pill for this one). Then I see a neurologist on the 25th, then back to this RT that I saw today to see what’s going on. So till the middle of next month it’s one test after another and the hurry up and wait game. I hate that game.
Meanwhile I’m keeping myself busy. Tonight Oscar and I go for his first testing as a therapy dog. There is an entire checklist that he has to go through. I hope he does well. Then Saturday it’s out to Brighton for torch time for the BOC, Sunday is a guild meeting in the afternoon. Then I need to get busy making beads for the bead bonanza in October. Phew, when I jump back into life, I don’t fool around.
I’m off for an afternoon nap to let this shot take effect. Hugs to everyone.
In the past couple weeks and just haven’t finished them. Guess the subject matter didn’t hold enough of my attention (subject = me 😦 ). I am finally starting to come out of my funk. I’ve volunteered to participate in the Beads of Courage torch-a-thon in Brighton for next Saturday. My scheduled time is from 2-4 p.m. I can’t wait. I’ve just seen a list of some of the artists that will be there and I must admit to being a bit intimidated.
I have also joined a glass guild and signed up for a bead show in October. All of which means that I’m scheduling things for me, to do by myself, with people who share common interests. OMG, what a concept. I won’t know how to act.
So for those of you who have expressed concerns about my disappearance, it wasn’t you, really, it was me.
I’m off to vacuum. Have a wonderful day all.