“In spite of illness, in spite even of the archenemy sorrow, one can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways.” - Edith Wharton (1862 - 1937)
I had an appointment with my doctor this morning. The poor guy has seen way too much of me in the last few months! This time it’s because I have a case of thrush. No, not a bird in the hand — a yeast in the mouth. It’s not the first time I’ve had it but it probably has been going on for awhile before it really started to hurt when I eat and drink. It’s like I’ve used too much pepper on everything and it still tastes bad. The clincher is the big white patch on my tongue. Ewwww…TMI, huh? I’ve changed my toothbrush and I’m going back on the most strict part of my low-carb diet with no wine (sniff!), eating lots of yoghurt and acidophilus capsules, plus the prescription medicine. He even gave me an option for refills if I need it. It’s way past what I can hope to cure with just diet alone. We agree that it may even be causing my Cough That Never Leaves. Man, I know he’s a handsome younger guy but we’ve got to stop meeting all the time in his office! Folks are going to get suspicious about our relationship.
On top of the infection, I’m pretty tired today too. I didn’t get in until nearly 10:30 last night, which doesn’t sound late except that it’s the equivalent of an hour and a half past my bedtime. The guild meeting was great though. I unloaded my guild website committee job on our lovely website designer. Yay! I only took it in the first place because nobody else was available at the time. Now I can write and submit some book reviews and the like for publication because I won’t feel so frustrated with the mechanics of the thing rather than the content. Weight off my shoulders for sure.
The program speaker was really interesting also. Bettina Matzkuhn (who doesn’t have a personal website but her work can be found here and here) is a local fibre artist and writer who’s work deals with narrative through imagery, much of it in a serial format. Her latest works use maps in fascinating ways to explore finding oneself and one’s direction in life. Her talk was very personal and she had great stories to tell about the pieces she was showing us on screen and on the table. Worth staying up late for!
Now I’m running far behind with everything around here today but I’m trying not to care. I’m stuffing the 8 Hearts so I can full them so they can dry. It takes a couple of days to really dry the wool all the way through. If I can put them out in the sun this afternoon to speed things up before the weather is supposed to get very cold with even a slight chance of snow flurries. What happened to last weekend’s summer-like weather, I ask you? Nothing like a 20 degree Celsius drop in such a short time. Spring. Ya gotta love it! Well, it’s better than winter. At least it’s a lot brighter.