Sorry it has been a while since I posted. My energy level is suffering from the months of breathing issues. Then about 12 days ago I noticed a sort of burning pain in my left thigh. By Sunday I was broken out on my rear and inside thigh. I had worn some new pants without washing so I figured it was just a reaction. After different salves, etc, there was no improvement. Wednesday I called the doctor, said I suspect a certain problem and was told to come in within 3 hours. Shingles. Really. And with that it felt like the last of my reserves were flushed down the stool.
I had been working on Christmas PJs for the grandkids. The tee shirts would have Merry Christmas spelled out on printable fabric. The trick is only 3 letters appear on each shirt. The kids have to stand in a specific order to have it spell our correctly. Material for the PJ bottoms was pre-washed in prep for cutting for the bottoms. Then shingles, on my bottom to where I could only lay in certain positions. For. 4. Days. So much for the bottoms. Thanks to Amazon we now have bottoms being delivered today.
Since I could stand I was able to print the letters and bond to the tops. I needed to overcast the edges of the letters. There were the shirts for Son, DIL, Hubby, DIL's dad, and me as well as the 5 grandkids. That was a total of 10 shirts to be overcast. Night before last the final two shirts were to be overcast and IDs added. Shirt 9 complete. Shirt 10 ID stitched. The overcasting came to a solid stop as the machine would no engage the bobbin. Different bobbin, well actually 5 different bobbins. Nothing worked. The. Last. Shirt. I gave up because there were still pies and desserts to be made for Thanksgiving and it was 1 AM.
Monday #4 Grandson arrived to help with making pies. This has become a tradition with since we moved to Round Rock. He was a huge help making crust for several of the tart size pies. He made a couple dozen tarts. By the end of the session we had two full size pumpkin and one apple pie. About a total 3 dozen apple, apricot and cherry tart size pies. Grandson left and I spent the next couple of hours cleaning up the mess and wrapping the goodies for transporting 200 miles. Part of that time was spent gathering additional items to make the yeast breads for Thanksgiving.
It is Tuesday and I need to figure out how to get the last shirt overcast. Need to pack, make cupcakes and sorghum chewies. I can do this! Because the shingles are much improved. A good night's sleep has relieved my tired legs.
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Our Bonus Grandson had the torn knee issues repaired in surgery last Friday. His mom said he is grumpy. Imagine that. He has had a ruptured appendix and procedures to drain the abscess. Eventually he had surgery for that. Just healed and feeling good and the knee was damaged during a football game. Six weeks to allow parts of the knee to heal then another surgery. Been a tough year for him. Little four year old Braxon is recovering physically. His mental capability has regressed to about one year old level.
So I close today with thanks for health care professionals to guide us damaged folks to health.
Ya'll all stay safe out there.