Late last week we were contacted about getting the assessment for what I’m facing ahead of me. Since I had been slowly getting the rest of the warp I’d left on the loom ready, I managed to get it sleyed and tied on over the weekend. This morning I prepped the warping draft for tea towels, and I’m hoping to take the therapist down to the studio to see what it is I used to be able to do. If I can at least weave, that will go towards feeling like I’m ‘normal’.
Face it, I have done a lot of different weaves over the years. And I am pretty sure I can do at least simple things, if nothing else.
My ‘voice’ still fails me. I suspect it will keep me from teaching in person, remotely.
I have heard conservatively about two years to…recover…and face it, I may never to make it to where I was before. OTOH, several medical folk are telling me I’ve been very lucky, so who knows?
Did I have more I wanted to do? I’m sure that I did. I’d just engaged to write some articles. But do I ‘need’ to? Who knows? (At least those two got done – can I do more now? Dunno.)
For all the health challenges I’ve experienced – cardio stents, living with cancer, triple by-pass, more cancer (the type of cancer I have doesn’t just go ‘away’ – usually), then damage to my lower spine etc., well, I truly thought I didn’t deserve any more physical ailments.
Apparently not.
Maybe it is well and truly time to ‘retire’.