Sad to say but my extreme fatigue has continued to keep me from knitting. I have two baby blankets to finish, still have to sew that baby sweater, plus make the matching one for the other baby--both of whom are already here (a full 7 wks. early). We are taking a trip up to Portland at the end of this month so I may bring my stuff along and maybe knit on the way up. Bad part is that driving makes me sleepy. Being a passenger makes me sleepier. And actually able to sleep. No promises on anything getting accomplished.
I'm hoping that I'll get to see a doctor while I'm up there. I would only be having a pulmonary work-up done and right now the main focus is on my liver (see my other blog Sore & Sleepy). Either way I really miss my "kinda tired" days. At least with those I got stuff done. This new fatigue...it's like my entire being is exhausted. I really can't describe it. It's worse than pregnancy tiredness. Seriously.
I miss knitting. I miss going to the yarn store and drooling. I miss pouring over magazines and trying to decipher patterns. I miss how it took my mind off of the pain I was in. I miss the way the yarn feels as it runs through my fingers. I miss watching a ball of fiber turn into something palpable and usable. I miss everything about it.
