totally forgotten

You know, I actually did finish my Binary Cable Hat. It’s been about 3 weeks, but I totally forgot to post it.

Here’s a link to it’s Ravelry page.

It’s a little smaller than I needed for it to be, so I can’t wear it. It’ll probably work for Gracie, though. I started another hat as soon as I finished. It’s the One Day Beret, but it’s definitely taking more than one day. I’m knitting it with Colinette Jitterbug on size 3 needles, and I’m not making much progress. I will finish eventually, though. Then I have yet another hat in the works. This next one will be for Andrew, too, but maybe he’ll actually wear it.

what a day

Last night while we were all sitting around the house, we heard a bunch of sirens go in the direction of our neighboring town (we live right at the city limits/ state line). A few minutes later, they started coming back this way. That’s strange because if something happens in Bridgeport, which is in Alabama, they are usually taken to the hospital in Scottsboro. Right after that, we heard a helicopter. I was sure that it was just flying past to turn and land at the Armory like it normally does. I was wrong. It landed in the parking lot of the old Kmart right in front of my apartment complex.

I hadn’t heard from Andrew all day, and I was so afraid it was him. I don’t know what I would’ve done if it had been. I don’t think I could live without him. I was just about to call his Granny when I saw that he had signed on to Myspace. Talk about relief! I didn’t think much more about the apparent accident after that.

This morning when I signed into Myspace, I noticed one of my friends’ status updates said “Hoping N— will make a full recovery.” Now, N is the guy my sister just broke up with so she could get back together with her baby’s father. My dad usually knows everything that goes on around here, so I called him to see what was up.

He told me that N had been drinking all weekend and had a bad car accident not far from my house last night. The sirens and helicopter were for him. He’s in critical condition and they don’t know if he’s going to make it. And to make matters worse, everyone is blaming his accident on my sister. If she hadn’t dumped him, he’d still be okay. That is totally unfair. He’s a grown man, and should’ve known better than to be drinking and driving, no matter how bad he’s been hurt. I feel almost as sorry for my sister as I do for his family. I can only imagine what’s going through her head right now.

And all of that makes everything that happened to me seem like it doesn’t matter at all. It wasn’t much of anything at all, really. I just had a seizure. That’s pretty normal for me, though. I bit my tongue worse than I ever have, and it’s swollen pretty badly. I can’t talk right, and it’s making it hard to breathe, but I’ll be okay.

I finally made an appointment to see my doctor so I can get a referral to a neurologist and get some meds. I go Friday at 3:40 pm. Hopefully I can get this under control so I can go back to work. I’m so tired of sitting here.

And now I’m going to sit around and watch tv until Andrew gets here. I hope it’s soon. I haven’t seen him since Sunday, and I want to hold him so badly.

Something New

I started a new project Monday night. Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have since I have a whole closet full of unfinished things. I just really wanted to knit a hat, though, so I started abinary cable hat. I’m a little over half done, and I think it’s turning out nicely.

I may finish it tonight, but then again, maybe not. I haven’t had any caffeine in 3 whole days. That’s a lifetime for me. But the real kicker is that I haven’t had a cigarette since 7:00 last night. That’s over 17 hours. I haven’t went this long without smoking in years. It’s driving me crazy, and I’m about to walk to my stepdad’s house to get me some of one or the other. Preferably a cigarette. There’s no telling how long I’ll be gone, but maybe I’ll fell a lot better when I get back!

It’s October…again

Last October was possibly the worst month of my life. I wrecked my car on the 3rd. I had a seizure while I was driving and hit a tree. The kids were with me, and it broke Gracie’s nose. Thankfully, that was the only serious injury. I was put on probation for reckless endangerment because I shouldn’t have been driving, and I’ll probably never be able to drive again. Even if they allow me to get a license, I don’t think I will. I’m afraid that I’ll kill someone if I ever get behind the wheel again.

Exactly a week after my accident, on the 10th, Gracie had one of her own. She was riding her bicycle in the church parking lot next door to my cousin’s house when a little boy ran across her path. She swerved to avoid him and ended up falling over. Everything seemed fine right then, but about 30 minutes later she started seizing. We called 911, and the paramedics took one look at her and said “helicopter”. She was airlifted to T.C. Thompson Children’s Hospital. She spent 3 days in the hospital with a fractured skull, but she made a full recovery. I, on the other hand, have never been so scared in my life.

The rest of the month wasn’t quite as bad, but it still sucked. I just hope that this year won’t be a repeat of last year. It’s going good so far, but it’s only the 2nd. Maybe I should just lock myself in the closet until next month. Yeah, right.