Thursday, January 12, 2006

I've been walking around singing "One Day More" from Les Miz all day, in the hopes to rally my spirits that this miserable diet and lack of synthroid would be over tomorrow. Turns out I should have been singing... I don't know... Neverending Story?

See, despite the fact that I am currently mildly radioactive, having taken four large horsepills of radioactive iodine (that I have to take from a cup, because they don't want my hands touching the pills, so I don't get any on me. That's cute, isn't it? Eat this - but don't touch it! It's dangerous!!!), and despite the fact that I will have the full-body scan done tomorrow, the guy who will actually read the results of the test won't be there. The only time I could have the test, because it has to be 24 hours after taking the pills, is after that guy leaves for the weekend. So no synthroid, no real food, nothing like that for me until Monday at the earliest. Should he bother to call. But if he hasn't called by noon, I'm driving over there and beating him about the head and shoulders with a frozen crab. I can't eat it, what the hell.

Fortunately I was composed enough not to threaten the life of the poor schlub who had to give me those pills, and I even made it to the parking lot before I burst into tears. I would, however, happily, gleefully, and with great joy remove the thyroid of every single person who had anything to do with my scheduling, and not give them any synthroid for almost three weeks, and make sure they followed a strict low-iodine-diet. Fuckers.

It's possible I'm a wee bit cranky.

I did, however, finish some contributions to Two-Thousand-Socks....

That's a pair of socks, the first ever knit for GB. They count as being finished this year because they were a surprise - to both of us. He didn't know I was knitting them, and I didn't know how long his feet are. So after putting them aside until I could bear to look at them, I ripped back to just before the heel and re-did all that. So voila! A pair of socks and it only took 18 months!

The little one is a sample for a class I'm teaching (the cuff-down class that inspired the poll last week) That's what the students will do in class, I was testing the pattern, and I figured I'd make the gusset and heel flap and toe decreases different colors to better illustrate sock anatomy. And I actually really like the colors there.

But now with those socks done I can begin (again) these lovely puppies

I'm hoping to get through at least one pattern repeat tonight during "The Office".


Blogger Carol said...

A wee bit cranky? A WEE bit cranky? Dahling, you have gone far beyond a wee bit cranky. And deservedly so. I just *HATE* how the medical profession jerks us poor schmucks around when it comes to reading our test results. I've had TWO rounds of blood tests and EKG results get lost. From the same lab. Stupid me for going back to the same lab. Next month I'm going to a different one. That'll show THEM! Oh yeah -- the socks look absolutely wonderful. GB must love them!

10:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


Sending you love from PA


8:02 AM  
Blogger Beth said...

Sorry you're having such a rough time with scheduling and medical procedures. That sucks!

I'm also sorry that sock yarn has turned out to be such a challenge. I still say that yarn and colorway was literally screaming (actually,
almost shrieking) "Amie - Amie" at me in the LYS. Just had to get it for you or I'm afraid it would have lept off the shelf at me in its fibery attempt at harikari. And what loverly socks they'll be when you're done.

9:57 AM  
Blogger fig said...

Hang in there, Amie. I almost teared up for you--and laughed out loud at the image of you floundering the folks with the crab! Ha! Those fantasies help--play 'em loud in your head. Knitting's the best thing for it all. Show us more sock as you go--lovely yarn!

10:35 AM  
Blogger Sedie said...

I hope you have a good weekend despite your setbacks. ((Hugs))

12:49 PM  
Blogger Rachel said...

I read this and the next post at the same time, so I won't give you my sympathy because my congrats (!!!!!) are above. But the sock thing--that seems like one check in the cons list for toe-up socks. Ouch.

8:49 PM  
Blogger Aria said...

Amie - now that I see the next post containing your wonderful news - I can post complete nonsense and not feel bad about it...ok where was I...

oh yes - I was wondering if you were as bad as me at getting songs stuck in your head? Cause I'm now singing the entirety of One Day More in my head complete with the entire TAC video cast (sigh...Michael Ball and Michael Maguire singing on stage at the same time? drool....)

Want to hear my Colm Wilkenson impersonation? ROTFLOL!!!

12:26 AM  

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