Last week, while I spent a couple hours daily sitting at the hospital getting my IV infusions, I spent time knitting. Although I would have liked to have napped or read a book or something else that didn't involve even slight movement, I've found that the place is typically so noisy that reading or sleeping is out of the question. So I bring knitting, which lets me mind my own business most of the time or chime in on conversations with other patients or the nurses if required.

The last time I got a round of steroid infusions, I finished this. This week, I spent knitting this little stuffed bear. I don't know why; guess I just thought he was cute.

I've just started this little sweater to match the bear. It's trickier than it looks, and although I was awake enough this morning to knit on it for a while, I'm now trying to wake up from a 4-hour nap that I got up from over an hour ago. Poor Rennie must think she's fallen into the twilight zone, where all mama ever does is sleep. By the time I'm feeling better she's going to be one rested dog!

This is the worst part of the steroids. I am just SO. TIRED. Fortunately, I know this to be a temporary problem and by Tuesday I should be feeling significantly better.

And the bad news is that my symptoms actually feel worse right now than they did last week. GAH! Frustrating. But I shall give it a bit of time and we'll see what my neurologist has to say when I go see him in a week...