I am trying to listen to my body, and let it rest, and let it heal, and remember that “not as sore for the last hour or so” is not the same as “healed and ready to do things again”.
It’s the weekend, and I would really really like to spend a chunk of today relaxing and enjoying some knitting. But I KNOW I shouldn’t. My wrists really aren’t better, I’m still icing them every night just from the amount of hand writing (notes) and typing (notes) and mouse-use (charts and internet and research) I’m doing at work. Even with lots of breaks.
I don’t know quite what all of this extended arm trouble means for my future, but I cannot think about a future with no knitting.
For now, I’m trying to stick to my guns and not pick up my sticks! ;)
Instead, I’ve been reading a lot. In the last two weeks, I’ve read This Is How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff, Wintergirls and The Impossible Knife of Memory by Laurie Halse Anderson, If I Stay by Gayle Foreman, and The Railway Man by Eric Lomax. I know, a lot of YA Fiction.
Let me know if you have books to recommend, so I can keep sticking to my healing-up resolutions!