Pattern: Worry Worms - Yarn: Crafter's Square in a dark blue color - Hook: 5.5mm |
It also stained my white crochet hook some and my fingers. I did not really enjoy working with it at all, but I kept going because I didn't want to waste the yarn and they feel very interesting when made into a worm. I will not be buying that yarn again.
I added a bead kind of trim to one as a test. I would start the single crochet normally, slide the bead down and complete the single crochet. I then would pop the bead through the loop closest to it, flip the working yarn to the front, and pull it tighter. It looks pretty cool but takes so long I don't think I will make many more of them.
I've recently learned that Claire will be coming out this way for T.A.P.S. so it seems that the worms will have a place to good after all. I didn't think that they would want individual cards to go with each one for the kids to lose, so I made a sign for Claire to put out near them.
I didn't mention this before because it hadn't been as big of a deal before, but now it's gotten more dramatic. My dad went to the doctor because he was feeling tired all the time. They said he was anemic and sent him home with some iron tablets. Those didn't do anything, so he and my mom went back. He was then diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia and was admitted. This is apparently one that people usually get when they are middle aged and the doctors were surprised he got it so late in life.
The plan was then to give him some chemo pills and keep an eye on him until everything that didn't belong in him was nuked with chemicals. The chemo caused his white blood count to sky rocket, so his chest felt tight because his blood was thicker. They said this is fairly normal.
However he had started having breathing problems. So they sedated him while they give him oxygen and kidney dialysis. The doctors don't know which way he is going to go, so we could use some good vibes and well wishes.
When we went to visit him it was great how kind the staff were. A lot of them, like Jenn, talked to him when doing their checks. They let him know that they were there and what they were doing. The "air hugger" was an interesting thing. It reminded me of the air pillows used in shipping, but it has warm air being pumped through it to help warm people without adding too much weight on them.
Less than 100 people per year get acute promyelocytic leukemia, 16% of those people get differentiation syndrome, and 9% of that get it severely. So if anyone is wondering why I'm sometimes dramatic, that's where I get it from.
On day two he's already off some of the medication he was on before. They tried to wake him some but he tried to take out the breathing tube, which I don't blame him. He also squeezed my mom's hand a few times. His heart is now doing a lot of the pumping, so that's another good thing.
So far on day three he is breathing on this own and moving his limbs. The good limb movement means that he hasn't had a stroke the last few days. The plan now is to change the sedation medicine to see if he can become more alert and they want to get him back up to the 9th floor to finish treatment. The 9th floor was fun because he had a view of the helicopter pad.
No comments:
Post a Comment