Sunday, November 6, 2022

Change and gratitude.

Ugh.


I do not like this time change thing.  It's 5:30, and pitch black already.

Adapt.  Accept.  Let it go.






Every now and then, I find a product worth recommending.  This is one of them.  Instead of using Flonase, or one of those other daily nasal sprays for allergies etc, this is all natural, and works very well, IMHO.
Amazon sells a 3 pack.




Even though the woodchucks ate most of my zinnias.....I did get to enjoy one red one, one pink one and one white/green one.  So in the spirit of saving instead of throwing away, here are the zinnia seeds for next year......it's good sometimes to have an empty bedroom.





I am blessed to live here.....this is the view from my bedroom window.




I've been weaving on my new Louet David III, 44" wide...and I have to say, it's an amazing loom.  I am loving it.  
I don't miss the AVL at all.   Shocker.
This feels more natural, organic, closer to what I had planned for my retirement.

Here is the first piece off the loom......a bit of a rainbow ruana.





So the cardioversion happened, and I am so far in normal sinus rhythm.  It was not a pleasant day, but it's in the rear view mirror, and that's always a plus.

The medication I was on, an anti-arrythmic, that was meant to "keep" me in a normal rhythm, was making me sicker by the day.  After much research, and much thought, I decided that I would not take it anymore.
I saw the cardiologist on Thursday, and told him my decision.  He agreed that it was aggressive, and not worth being so sick.  
He also said that if I return to my rapid heartbeat, it is something that I can live with.

And to be honest, I would rather live with that, than the side effects of this awful 
medication.  Sometimes, you are between a rock and a hard place, and you just have to choose.


My second project on the Louet consisted of me gathering up all my like colored wool skeins of yarn.




I think they actually came together very well.



I am trying to be positive about my health.  I have always been of the opinion that we older folks are OFTEN over medicated, and I don't intend to be one of them.

I have been off the medication for a week, and I already feel better.




The bad news is that this medication has a LONG half life, which means that it will probably be several weeks before it is truly out of my body.






The seeds are all dry, and ready to be stored.  Google says that there are 20,000 seeds per ounce.   I have 5 ounces, so  about 100,000 seeds........

Good grief.
From THREE plants.



So. ....moving on to the third project on the loom......I decided to tie on a totally different fringe..........from hand dyed thrums that I've been saving for quite a while.

I knew they'd find a home.


It's been a tough year.   
I have no idea what I would do without my family, the amazing friends that I have, my dogs,  and my love of weaving.  
 


Once again, trying to hang on to gratitude. I think that's really the only choice I have that makes any sense.

Look at this beautiful moon.










5 comments:

Joanne Noragon said...

That is a moon to make you smile. Being alive to enjoy it can make you smile. And that is only the beginning of gratitude. I think of you often! Take care dear friend.

Rita said...

That really is a beautiful view from your bedroom!
Lovely treasures made from the new loom.
Gratitude keeps us going. You are surrounded by love, dear lady.

Valerie said...

I am so glad that you are in sinus rhythm! The ruana's are beautiful....they have the colors of the zinnias that the woodchucks ate.
And so glad that the David loom is just what you need right now.

Peg Cherre said...

Love the new weavings! And SO glad you are feeling better, and that is likely to improve. Your spirit is always a welcome read.

Karen thisoldhouse2.com said...

I am glad the procedure is over and that you are feeling better! I agree with you about over medication! You know your body and what is best. Love the colors all together there, wow! May you have a peaceful enjoyable holiday season ❤


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