A couple of years ago before Memorial Day, I came down with a terrible cold or the ‘flu. I didn’t go to the doc, so I don’t know which. I don’t get deathly (yes, slight exaggeration) ill very often, but during that time I had a 102+ fever for multiple days, aches and pains, cough: the whole 9 yards. I was in bed for about 10 days. You nurses are asking why I didn’t go to the doctor, I know. I spoke with her several times and everything was under control.
At the end of it, I felt weak and off balance and still generally hungover from this bout of whatever. I exercise regularly and am fairly strong, but I was shocked at how fast I got weak. I had to go back to my exercise routine slowly. I had to build up my lung capacity. I had to get strong again.
During the last week, I have not been able to sew. The last fabric related thing I did was drive an hour each way to pick up my sewing machine from the dealer. And that was really driving and listening to podcasts.No fabric was harmed in this activity.
I am, as we speak, putting my workroom back together. I had morphed my workroom into a guestroom. I pulled out the cutting table and decided to cut some fabric I had pressed last weekend just to warm myself back up. Weirdly, the rotary cutter feels strange in my hand. I didn’t get a smooth cut. I feel off. I am not gliding smoothly back into the groove.
I am trying not to panic. I get stuff done, because I can I can move in and out of the groove quickly and seamlessly.If I panic I will start to spiral and no good can come of that.
I am at a loss for handwork at the moment and that would have helped during the week. Feeling fabric is good. I need to get some handwork ASAP.
I am going to change my rotary blade, put on a book, take a breath and try again. I can do this.
I am out of the groove.