Apologies and Making Peace

I want to apologise for the nature of my previous post.  It was a case of WUI - Writing Under the Influence, muahahahaha .....  shush .... don't let the men in white coats hear you ... shuust.

Anyway, I made peace with the pop-a-bobbin shuttle.  It will not press assault charges if I promise to tat a doily using it.

This is the beginning of the Cloudburst doily from the book A Pattern Book of Tatting by Mary Konior. I'll be writing more about this in another post. It is tatted with a slight difference.

The reason for my feeling so down was because I caught the dengue fever.  It was really draining on my body.  I had blood taken from me five days in row while the doctor monitor my blood platelet count. At one time, the count was as low as 60.  If it had gone any lower, I would have to be hospitalised.

Hmm .... I think my altercation with the shuttle was because when they took the blood out, they forgot to put some back in, hahahahahha ..... Maybe, that also explains the wierd taste in my mouth all that time .... hmmmm.... *licking the lips*.

Actually, instead of whacking the shuttle, I should have whacked the doctor who took my blood.  She left a bruise in my arm that is still visible until today.  Just look for yourself,

I was advised to drink lots of liquid, water and juices.  I think I have become addicted to isotonic drink.

Once again, I apologise for the violent nature of the post.  

Normal tone of writing will resume after I return from rehab.