So short story long, I had surgery on Tuesday.
Just a small one concerning those parts of the body that an old grandma might refer to as the ‘unmentionable’ bits.
It was nothing EXCEPT that I had to sign my life away, have HALF the blood drained out of me, have an EKG AND a chest x-ray, AND was asked if I have a living will and, just to make me feel really good, would I like to have the chaplain visit me…
These people obviously didn’t know I’m a hypochondriac.
On top of that I had the added pleasure of paying thousands of dollars for the privilege.
We’re lucky to have care when we need it, but how on earth do people manage if they haven’t got thousands.
All the people in the hospital, except the mean looking desk lady who didn’t know how to smile, were really nice.
Not that I felt like hanging around or anything,
but really nice.
I got to wear the long white victorian tights, the puffy purple gown with the vacuum pipe attachment, and that nice deli counter cap.
Why can’t they just put that thing on you when you’re not looking? I mean, they do everything else while you’re sleeping…
I didn’t want to go and don’t mind telling you that I felt very sorry for myself.
I had to toss up between going in to hospital for a couple of hours with living in one of George Martin’s books or turning myself in for a fifteen month prison sentence – voluntarily.
We’ve just started to watch Orange is the New Black. Not sure that I like it, but it certainly came in handy for weighing up my options.
As for George Martin. What the hell’s going on in The Game of Thrones anyway.
All you get is the boy who can’t walk being dragged around in his little caddie chair and dreaming about crows and doing his eye rolling thing. I don’t know where he thinks he’s going. I don’t think he knows either. The tall soldier lady dragging around her one handed captive. Stark’s ward sniveling like a little boy in the corner and not doing anything to help out anyone. O.K. so I know he was tortured, but get a grip man! The oldest daughter just sulks around in fine dresses. The youngest daughter stabs anyone she can get her hands on with her little sword and looks like she smells bad. And dragon lady just wanders around messing in other people’s affairs and generally not really doing much but looking pretty. John Snow just is, and the poor half crusty girl has to sit in her little dungeon room all day reading books.
I only like the dwarf.
Now we have to wait until we get to watch season 6 and I will have forgotten everything that happened and why it happened so none of this will matter anyway.
But with all these options available to me surgery was the least worrying.
Except it messed with my brain man…
And when my brain gets messed with it thinks that this
Is the same size as this.
But it’s not.
And now you have enough big beautiful blue/green rock to make more cabochons than you can count on two hands, which is roughly about one hand too many.
But, I did get a gift.
Because the nice rock man probably knew my brain was a mess.
Could have been worse.
It has got to the point where I daren’t let P into the studio anymore.
If he knew the extent of my (let’s call it) habit I might end up needing surgery on more than my unmentionables.
In other news:
Spud is a nightmare and likes to use Pickles as a spring board to elevate herself to higher levels. Fortunately Pickles is so fat that she doesn’t even know this is happening.
The 100 day project stopped for a couple of days because of Tuesday and the whole brain short circuiting thing, but should be up and running again soon.
I dropped my laptop (again) and now it likes to do its own thing even though I press all of its buttons.
Probably because I press all of its buttons.
And I’ve made a few pieces of jewelry including this
And I’m just now starting another pendant with one of my new favourite stones.
That’s if I manage to get off the sofa today.
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wishing you a speedy recovery! i went through a long hospital stay 2 years ago. the ”suit’ was interesting. along with pre surgery jitters,, the hot flashes made adjusting the hot/cold dial a constant event! have fun with your cabs!
I know right! If I didn’t feel silly enough that hot air thing made it look as though I was going to take off. I had to keep reassuring myself that I wasn’t that fat, but in my new balloon state I don’t think I believed me. I’m pleased mine wasn’t a long stay. Hope yours turned out o.k. also 😉
Hoping that you’re up and running again very soon! Hope you can enjoy your little ‘vacation’ just a bit.
I’m up and running everywhere. OK, maybe not everywhere, and yesterday it was definitely sofa time, but as I vacation in my studio I guess I don’t want to appear too up and running in case Peter gets some strange idea that I want to cook, or something…
Hope your surgery went ok and that you are recovering well. Wish I would have known so I could come make fun of you… Just kidding… Love the jewelry pieces! You are so very talented!
I know! What goes around comes around 🙂
Not sure what parts of the body that an old grandma might refer to as the ‘unmentionable’ bits are… did you have a tummy tuck? Chin lift? Eyes?
Hope your recovery is quick!
Your grandma obviously wasn’t old enough, or English 😉
I love your recent pieces (you have such a cool style)! Hope your recovery is speedy and not too painful…looks like you have a lot of cabbing to do with those lovely slabs. Ihopw you won’t mind a question about one of your previous posts (melting your scrap). What do you pour the molten silver in to (or on)? I noticed yours are round. I have an ingot mold but the silver comes out 3mm thick and I’m rolling and annealing forever to get it thinned out. I’d love to be able to start with a thinner piece of silver.
I have an ingot mold also, but couldn’t be bothered to read up about what I needed to coat it with, if anything, to use it. I bought a small crucible which I powdered with borax and heated. I find this fine for my needs and the silver just pools in the bottom in whatever size I want. http://www.riogrande.com/Product/The-WHIP-Fused-Silica-Crucibles-and-Pinch-Tongs-Set/704222?Pos=2 I find this is more than suitable for me right now. You probably already have one if you have the ingot mold.
Hey Paula, look what I just found
Might have to get me one 😉
OK so I just read (more carefully) the thickness of your silver. I don’t think mine are any thinner. I do have to anneal and roll quite a lot also. Upside, my biceps are ripping 😉 Actually they’re not, I just ache a lot and have a few bruises where I sometimes have to push down with my whole body onto the rolling mill handle.
Thanks so much for the link. I have Rio catalogues but missed that one and I like the pouring channel. My crucible doesn’t have one so getting a good pour (and keeping the silver molten) is the hardest part for me. Sometimes I end up with a big hunk on top of the mold and only a little dribble down in it.?
Hope you are feeling better.Not too crazy about hospital visits either. I love the recent piece. I admire your your lovely talents. The little silver balls you make turn out so lovely. Mine not so much. Wrinkly on top. 🙁
I’ve had a lot of trouble with wrinkles 🙂 Sterling silver is more likely to wrinkle than fine silver. Also use a (hard) charcoal block to heat them on and let them twirl around a bit once they’re heated just to give them what for 😉
Sounds like they gave you and your unmentionables a run for your money! I’m glad you did not need the chaplain. It’s clear those stones will help you get over the ordeal. I like your doubled setting for that turquoise–though you seem to have gotten dangerously close to ruffles. 😉
OMG I knew it! I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew there was something familiarly odd about the turquoise one. Man. Another consequence of surgery. You get ruffles mixed in where once they were banned!
So sorry you’ve been poorly.
Hope you are well! I think you are an amazing woman!
Not quite amazing, more of a weeny really 😉
Since we haven’t heard from you for awhile, I’m hoping you are doing well and enjoying some R&R. Be well.
Sue, thank you so much for checking in with me 🙂 I’m good. Just had a bit going on.