It seems like everyone I know has had some sort of hard, sad news this week -- or something dramatic going on. Late night chats, distracting movie outings and the like have all been required. What a crazy week.
Our contribution to the drama involved a trip to the emergency room on Wednesday night. Isaac had some weird CO2 build up in his upper body that caused his muscles to seize up and curl him into a contorted ball -- in lots of pain. It had something to do with dehydration and low potassium (I think). He had exercised the previous hour and was on a cool-down. I haven't had a chance to research this sort of thing yet, but it sounds a lot like decompression sickness -- that scuba-diving thing.
Isaac's no namby-pamby either. I've seen him blow off disgusting, horrible gashes that should have required stitches, long tumbles down rocky terrain while mountain-biking, etc. For all of his macho flesh-wounds, he says this CO2 thing was the worst pain he's ever felt.
The pain was quickly resolved with a steady drip of liquids -- mixed with some calming something-or-other. He's been sluggish and tired since, as his blood chemistry evens out again, but he's almost recovered. Just a rough and strange interlude. And Isaac and I missed Elijah's school concert : (
The holidays now resume. I've spent the last day-plus, sewing flouncy holiday skirts for a friend's daughters and dollhouse dress-ups for Charlotte. I absolutely love to sew gifts, but I haven't had the heart for it much this year. There hasn't been much friend-sewing since I made these doll blankets (here & here).
Let's just say it's great to be back at it! Sound the triumphal horns. Now, if I can just learn how to create time.
I'm hoping to have the presents delivered before we head out to see the Nutcracker tonight -- care of the Moscow Ballet. I expect we'll have to get more serious about dance class once Charlotte gets a good look at the ballet gowns. Charlotte is quite graceful. She'd be a great dancer.
Oh yes! And speaking of dancing. For years, I've wanted to sign up for a Tap Dance class -- just to make a loud, dancey racket. I've done some research and found (via Jen) a Saturday morning clogging class for women. I guess clogging shoes have two taps on each shoe, while tap shoes only have one, therefore clogging = bigger racket. That works for me -- as long as I still get to use Jazz hands : ) So I'm doing it! I even convinced my friend, Sarah, to take the class with me. I just need to find me some clackity-tappity shoes by January 10th.
Some Tid Bits
- Another giveaway -- it must be giveaway season: visit Ever After today to enter a drawing for a gift basket of paper-craft supplies from my Freshcut paper line.
- My assistant, Tara is having a baby girl! (More gift-sewing to do.)
- The laundry is all folded!
- I discovered Apple Fritter Bread (ala Super Target). It's amazing. Now I want to create my own recipe for it -- and maybe other bread recipes based on treats from the doughnut store.
