Apparently crocheting at a small gauge and knitting a stuffed toy sort of thing at a tight gauge agravates my hand injury to no end. So things are going VERY slowly around here. Yesterday was spent pretty much not knitting, and today is about the same. I'm thinking of working on Innsvinget, though. The wool yarn and the small gauge and light weight are a good combination for NOT bothering my fingers.
Or I might spend the afternoon playing computer games.
I've still got this stupid sinus infection, though of course The Baby has shaken her cold. She always recovers instantly, as soon as I catch whatever germ she has. Other than the occasional cough, usually after a nap, she's back to her usual self. Today she has emptied a milk crate that was full of toys, and has been climbing in and out of it for hours.
Whine, whine, whine. (Me, not the Baby.)
An appointment has been made with the FNG for August second. (FNG is a Navy anacronym for "Fucking New Guy", though in this case it's more accurately FND, fucking new doctor. Yes, FNG is used in regular conversations. "We've gotta train the FNG before we get any more time off.")
Where was I?
Right. No drugs. I'm down to cutting them in half, because I seriously doubt they'll give me another narcotics refill over the phone. Last time it took two weeks and going to sit in the office and refusing to leave. I'd rather be in pain than deal with that stress, but that means... I'm in pain.
The fun never ends.
Computer games, or Innsvinget. Hmmm.
My child just pulled the top off a drum and put it on her head. I'll see if I can get a photo.