I broke both my wrists. The first thought when I lifted my head and felt the searing pain was, "I'll never be able to knit again."
Needless to say, the ensuing 8 weeks were demoralizing, upsetting, all in all the most horrible thing ever!
5 weeks into the process, though, my doctor said I could knit. Could I? One little row at a time and the tops of my hands would squeal in pain. But then it was two rows and then three. While both my hands were in casts, I made a heart shaped wash cloth. It took me 3 weeks to finish! But finish I did.
Now, that I am fairly healed....I cannot get my knit on. I'm stymied at every turn. Every project I pick up is fraught with problems. Wrong yarn for chosen project. Wrong pattern for chosen yarn. Pattern going along swimmingly, then huge error that are only froggable. ERRG!
I hope to get over this hump soon....because I have such a huge stash I can't imagine not knitting it all! However, the hugh stash poses yet another problem. SOOO hugh that it is overwhelming. I look at it and I just want to run away.
