Tomorrow is the big day.
I meet with the neuro surgeon to see if I need surgery or not.
Since doing this stuff alone, I don’t really know how exactly I feel yet so ive been furiously crocheting in the process. So far Ive made two blankets and one baby blanket.
It’s like hooking in your nerves, one by one but some how, in the end; it still turns out beautiful.
In fact, I got the call when I went out shopping.
I was getting some last minute Christmas gifts and right at the peak of some corny “let’s get drunk on Christmas” song I answered.
“Hey! We got your file! Cool case! Anyways come on in!! We’re gonna stick a needle in your brain and make sure it’s actually fluid thats leaking and not something else.”
Huh. Not exactly the gift I was looking for but I guess that’ll do.
I did end up making a great little friend on here. She’s shy so I won’t put her on the spot but, I already love her to pieces. I think she is just the cutest. (You know who you are 😉 )
I don’t know y’all. Today has just been one of those weird days.
Not to mention, everytime I see flannel I get insanely sad. I’m sure you can guess why.
Toodles.
Bun
