While the usual Britt would drag her ass out of bed and get going for the day, the Britt of today decided to wrap herself up in the comforter from the bed and burrow into it on the couch and finally watch the season premier of Downton that has been calling my name and TRHOBH and Grey's. It was a good decision. I needed this morning of blatant lazy.
After I got the lazy out of the way, I did all of the normal things for a Friday - made the bed, opened the house up, picked up the three half-empty water bottles and two empty soda cans that Eric leaves out virtually every night and the clothes that he is incapable of putting in the laundry basket but rather in front of the basket. Does yours do that? I mean, he goes to the effort to put it in a specific spot. They're not in the bathroom or under the bed, or hanging from the fan. He does it on purpose. Puts them in front of the basket. It defies logic.
Once all the little chores were done I thought about perhaps cleaning the baseboards or ceiling fans or any one of those every few month kind of chores. And that thought lasted about 22 seconds, until I had the pledge in my hand it it said in the sweetest voice, "Girl, you need to play with paper." And since it asked so nicely, I did just that.
I've been loving Project Life so much, and while I thought that making it my priority would alleviate the guilt of doing any real scrapbooking, it has actually motivated me to do some! Whoda thunk? So I used up a bunch of scraps and some extra December Daily photos and made this little ditty:
And I love it. The pale color palette, the polka dots, and the little dent I made in my scrap dish. But my favorite things are the gold fabric tape I made, the arrow, and the glittery stars.
|Martha Stewart Gold Glitter, ZIG 2-Way Glue, Studio Calico Day by Day Class stamps, Distress Ink in Pumice Stone and Spun Sugar, Ranger Foam Applicator, Golden Iridescent Bronze Acrylic Paint, and my favorite Simply Simmons brush.|
Lemme explain. I have this ugly roll of fabric tape that I got ages ago and never use, because, well, it's ugly. Combine that with my new love of shiny gold with pale pink and now you see why I just had to make the ugly tape into beautimous shiny gold tape. Well, Iridescent Bronze Fluid Acrylic by Golden actually, but who can tell the difference? And those stars? I used my new Studio Calico Day by Day class stamp set and some Pumice Stone Distress Ink to stamp em out, my Zig glue pen to lay down some sticky, then sprinkled some Martha Stewart Fine Gold Glitter over them. And bazinga! Super adorable sparkles. LOVE. Oh, and the gold arrow? I cut it on the Cameo, ran it through the Xyron, and painted right over the top.
And then, because I still had some crafty to get out, I made this 3x4 journaling card box to hold my printed, cut, and pre-made cards for Project Life. It's hard to find the perfect container for them, so I figured I'd just make it! It was super easy and I LOVE how it looks on my desk, all stuffed full of cute journaling cards! All it took was some leftover cardboard packaging, some washi tape and a book plate. And my dollar store glue gun, of course!
And now as I sit here writing this it occurs to me that all that crafty energy is the result of not wanting my brain to sit still. Now that it's nearly bedtime, and things are all quiet in the house with just Eric's snores coming in from the living room, and my knees reminding me that I need a hot bath, is when I can't avoid thinking about my mom and sis in the hospital. Kate was admitted again early yesterday morning, with complications of Crohn's Disease, and today we found out that her colonoscopy results are some of the worst that her GI has ever seen. And he's seen a lot. And the medication that she can try has about a 10% chance of working, and that's only after the massive infection has cleared up. THEN she can start a drug that severely compromises her immune system and leaves her feeling basically just as sick as she does now, but with hopefully less pain. Because right now it's pretty unbearable. Imagine Crohn's Disease, severe Rheumatoid Arthritis in every joint of your body, migraines, sleep apnea, ulcers and lesions, nausea, and confusion all at the same time. To name the less humiliating parts. Imagine being 24 years old in a house alone 12+ hours a day and not being able to do anything. Yeah, that's her life. Oh, and she hasn't eaten more than like, three bites of food at a time in months. Add starving all the time to the list.
So instead of wandering the CHA showfloor, my mom is with Kate at the hospital. Because you wouldn't believe how many things go unnoticed and how many times the wrong medications make their way into her IV. And that's when the nurses manage to make it in to actually give her her meds. Not to harp on nurses - it's a tough job and there are some amazing ones out there. But there are also some who decide to jam a feeding tube up someone's nose without an ounce of sympathy for the nose that happens to be lined with ulcers, or the girl who just wants to ask what happens when she throws up. I mean, does it come out her nose? Does she need to worry about that? And rather than take a breath and answer the girl who is facing major surgery, who hasn't eaten a bite in two days because it's too painful, but is expected to drink a gallon of golytely, she scoffs and yanks it right back out, demanding to know if she wants it or not. Because anyone wants a tube shoved up their nose, you nasty unfeeling sorry excuse for skin bag.
So one of us is always there. Though this time and the last time my mom has taken on the entire watch herself, with just a little reprieve in the evenings from Kate's fiancee. And can I just tell you that Kate's roommate is a crazy old lady who curses all day, walks bare-assed to the bathroom where she shits all over the floor, then leaves a trail of nasty all the way back to her bed? So yeah. Fun for everyone.
So here's hoping that her test results come back soon, that this infection clears up so she can come home, that she can start a new medication, that the new med is effective, and that we can put off having her colon removed. So pray, cross your fingers, send a shout out, pass on some good juju, or whatever you do for Kate, wouldja?
Hope you have a great weekend. Do something fun for Kate!