
I'm back. Bella is still at my mom's for a previously scheduled visit but I am now home trying very hard to ignore the rising panic at having just walked out and left it all just sitting there.
After the 'difficulties' of last week I decided that I really needed a couple of days away from the house and away from Jim (for both our sakes) and picked up the babe, a couple of books, some puppies in the making and descended on my poor unsuspecting mother and father.
The plan (not that there was one) was a few days of doing not too much and then leave Bella there and have a few days back home to get back on track with work.
The plan (not that there was one) didn't work.

Monday morning was fine, apart from Bella doing a damn fine impression of a two year old in the local supermarket. Monday afternoon I asked my dad if he would take us to a toy shop to buy Bella some more Playmobil (it's addictive, worse than crack) and he kindly agreed, so off the three of us went.
Having chosen a couple of new super sets, dad and I got ready to go and it was at that point that we noticed that Bella was walking strangely.
And I am going to down play the next bit, because to be honest it I think about it too much it makes me want to vomit with fear. But Bella was walking in a way that suggested something incredibly wrong with her head. She was walking as though she was hallucinating. It was so bad that dad (who is a retired army medic) and I literally grabbed her and threw her in to the car and drove straight to the nearest childrens hospital.
At first the doctors couldn't really understand what I was describing when I told them how she'd been walking, but as soon as they saw her do it, I saw a look on the doctors face that did not make me feel better.
Anyway, I'm going to cut a very long story short, and say that Bella was eventually discharged with no one being any the wiser about what the hell is wrong with her. And we are left with a little girl that has suddenly gone from being the most confident walker and climber (just the other day my mother asked me if I had intended to give birth to a mountain goat) to one who is seriously lacking in confidence.
It's not an ear infection and we don't think it's her eye sight. It may have something to do with the virus she had last week but we just don't know. And at the moment we don't want to subject her to some scary (for everyone) tests that may not be necessary, so we're just to keep an eye on her and get her straight back to the hospital if she acts the same way again. But in the meantime she seems to be fine. Thank goodness.
So that all was fun.
So after much, much soul searching and guilt ridden questioning I decided that Bella would still have her little stay with mom and dad, who know that if anything happens they take her straight to the hospital and we can be there within 40 minutes. Because I still haven't had any recovery time and frankly I've been desperate.
So my new plan (hah!) was to come home last night and have the entire day today and tomorrow to rest (still waiting to rest) and work.
And you see, one of the reason's that I've been so desperate to rest is that I've had quite a substantial pain in my side since miscarrying. Which can't be good, can it? Especially when it's getting worse.
So this morning instead of getting up late and having a quite, slow morning, I got up and phoned the hospital. Who said that I had to come in immediately.
And you know? This week was supposed to be easier than last week. Pah!
Anyway, another long, long, boring story short, I am now on some freaky pills that do not make me feel good and make sewing a slight challenge. And I just have to wait and see if the minor complication from the miscarriage that is causing the problem goes away within the week.
Oh, do you see my face? Yep that's me ignoring what will happen if it doesn't sort itself within the week.
And apparently it's only Wednesday....
Now, if there is anyone out there that still comes here for the craft, rather than the spectacle that is my life at the moment, then I thank you and would like to share my latest cushions with you.
I made these two cushions (green one not finished) on Saturday night and I am super pleased with them.
They are a combination of a vintage cotton and some 100% linen and are obviously a variation on my previous fruit cushions. I like these a whole lot more though. What do you think?
I'm going to keep these two, but if I ever have time to finish anything ever again, then I'll have a few in the shop soon. Along with some pups. And a whole new range that I'm very excited about...
Whoa, if you made it this far, well done. And thank you. I am now off to take some more funny pills and then possibly out to dinner with my very long suffering and rather gorgeous husband (that must be the pills talking).