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I made a hat.

Project info

Name:Bee Hive-ish Cloche

Made for:My sweetie who already lost her hannukah hat.

Needle and yarn

Needle:US 9 / 5.5 mm

Yarn:Lana Grossa Due Chine

How much?: 2 skeins = 120.0 yards (109.7m)

Notes

Inspired by Bzzz Hat for Queen Bees (by Anne Wolfe, Published in Stitch ‘N Bitch Nation), but with a touch of cloche.

I didn’t do a gauge swatch, but it’s so soft and stretchy I don’t think its necessary.

CO 70 sts. Join to k in rnd.

(p 4 rnds, k 4 rnds) x 4
p 4 rnds

k 1 rnd
(k8 k2tog)7 times
k 1 rnd
(k7 k2tog)7 times

p 1 rnd
(p6 p2tog)7 times
p 2 rnds

k 1 rnd
(k5 k2tog)7 times
k 1 rnd
(k4 k2tog)7 times

p 1 rnd
(p3 p2tog)7 times
p1 rnd
(p2 p2tog)7 times

k 1rnd
(k1 k2tog)7 times
k 2 rnds

cut yarn, run through all sts, tie off.

Finish and embellish.

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I’m gonna go private.

I’ve decided that its time to restrict access to my blog.  Future posts will require a password.  If you’d like the password, either comment or send me an email.

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Up and At ‘Em

There’s not much to report this time, but as it’s been a full week, I thought I’d drop a line.  I’ve rested, I’ve let people do things for me, and I’ve appreciated pain management.  I’ve slept, and I’ve gotten stir-crazy.  I am cautiously getting back to some normalcy.  Went out for lunch and ran errands yesterday.  Had a job interview today.  I’m OK for a few hours in the world, but it just about wipes me out.

They ran a second calcium level check yesterday, and it indicated that my parathyroid glands have bounced back and no longer need the huge doses of supplements I’ve been giving them.  I had been taking 5 pills a day for calcium, and I’ll be glad reduce my pill count.  That and calcium supplements can upset the tummy. 

The pathology report should be back mid-to-late next week.  Statistically, there’s a 50% chance of one or more small cancer spots (about 1-2mm in size).  It won’t really change my treatment or prognosis, but I’m still really looking forward to knowing what they find.  We’ll also test my thyroid hormone levels (synthetic, of course) next week.  Then we’ll start adjusting those supplements accordingly.  One of the goals of thyroid supplements for cancer patients (or survivors, if you prefer)  is to suppress TSH (Thyroid Stimulating Homone, produced by the Pituitary gland to tell the thyroid how much hormones to make).  TSH can encourage any stray thyroid cells (benign and not-so-benign) to grow.  It’s in my best interest to keep the buggers down.  The other and more important goal of thyroid supplements is to just have a healthy, working metabolism.  I think that sounds nice.

Thanks to all of you for calls and notes.  Special thanks to J for picking me up and escorting me to the pharmacy while I was still loopy on Vicodin, to Girlsnqueers for cooking me lunch and paying me a lovely mid-day visit, to C for the lovely floral delivery, to D for an excuse to go out to lunch and for the beautiful calendar, and to A and E for a great long-distance game of peek-a-boo (Skype rocks).

Best wishes to you all.  Thanks for the support.

Slicing and Dicing: Mission Accomplished

It’s official:  I no longer have a thyroid.  I’m feeling tender but fine.  Hospitals are boring.  Realsupergirl and I have made the most of it though.

We played cards.  (Realsupergirl bought them today in the hospital gift shop. )

If Georgia O'Keefe designed playing cards.

I ate! Finally!  No, seriously, they made me wait ’til like 7:30 pm, after having fasted since Midnight.  Eating was a major event today.

Hospital Meatloaf

And we admired my new gash.

My new scar!

We’re now comfortably camped out in a private room.  I’m disconnected from the tubes and wires.  I’ve even had a diet coke!  My temp it slightly elevated, so I’ve got a little breathing exercise toy to prevent pneumonia.  Faulkner Hospital is just full of fun and excitement!

Thanks to Girlsnqueers for keeping my sweetie entertained.  To Patrick for bringing movies.  To my mom, sis, and sister-not-in-law for the pretty flowers.  And to countless others who’ve called, emailed, and facebook commented with support.

Somebody loves me.

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