Meadville Tribune

Our Health

October 12, 2009

DAY 10: Breast Cancer Journal

Hmmm, food used to be a big diversion for me, it was my friend and support but with cancer it no longer gives me the comfort it once did.

Music, ah yes, I love music and I do listen but pick out the instruments, the beat and get more involved in dissecting than listening.

Reading that would be it, reading has always filled me with support, comfort, words of encouragement and laughter as well as tears, no I cannot focus — the words slide in and out.

What was that last chapter about, who is the character?

I am lucky if I can concentrate long enough to laugh at a joke in the Reader’s Digest.

A dear friend comes over and since I am to be a new grandmother, she feels that it would be good for me to knit a pair of baby socks.

Now that is diversion!

Have you tried to knit with four needles about the size of toothpicks?

My friend would patiently sit beside me and say the next few steps to do and I would complete one and look back with the blank stare and ask her to repeat it — again, and again, and again until nausea would set in.

The harder I tired the worse it got and I felt so stupid as to not be able to retain those directions for the seconds it took to put them into practice.

We worked on several different occasions to make this dream come true and for a diversion during this period of my life.

I even became so brave at one time as to attempt some of the sock on my own. With mounting frustration after a period of futility, I sat the knitting down.

MY MISTAKE!

When I came back the next day, I could see I had dropped stitches and in my feeble attempt to fix it, had made the whole thing worse.

In total frustration, I sat it down and walked away crying, vowing to never attempt this project again and whatever I had completed I would put in a frame and send it down as a gift as Grandma’s efforts for the baby.

My friend came to the rescue and finished the sock and even went on to make the matching sock. (SHOW OFF.)

I just couldn’t pass it off as my work though and admitted that the chemo brain had done its best to undo me with the sock effort. I have since had another grandchild and I promised myself and my sanity to never attempt to do that again ... ever!

It has become somewhat of a joke between the two of us and at this point I have nothing to hide, I can’t knit baby socks and I can go to any store and for a nominal amount can pay to have a lovely pair that if one is lost, then it is not such a loss as to send us rooting through every nook and cranny and into the dryer and vent and anywhere else you can think to find that one lone sock that decides to walk off without its partner.

(Can you tell, I have had that hunt?)

I have now added yet another grandchild and due to my love for my kids and family and my need for sanity, I have remained true to my commitment. I will never make another sock. AMEN!

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