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This past week, I needed something sort of easy and mindless to knit. I found a pattern for a baby toy and it was the perfect project. I have finished the knitting and only have to bind off and stuff the toy now. I had to sit in many doctor's waiting rooms this week and my mind was restless with worry and not knowing. I had to keep my hands busy.

A couple weeks ago, I went to the ER because my right arm was numb and heavy and my right leg was shaking. Then I started having heart palpitations. The doctor was concerned that I might have suffered a mini-stroke and wanted to admit me immediately. But I couldn't. Tony was out of town and I had left Olivia at home with the little ones. It was decided I could go home and the tests would be done over the next week. On Monday, the doctor called to let me know she had an answer for me. My blood tests showed that I have a hyperactive thryroid. Now we know and now we can fix it and move on. Praise God!

One of the best things about this yarn along is getting suggestions for books! I can't remember who was reading this book, but I was able to find it at the library and I am looking forward to making time today to read more.

Thank you Ginny for hosting!

Comments

  1. I hope you are feeling 100% very soon! I'm going to go now and see if MY library has that book! ;-)

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  2. Cute little ball! And I am going to look for that book, too.

    I hope you feel better soon. I am glad it wasn't anything majorly serious.

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  3. I had a hyperactive thyroid after the birth of my 3rd child, it is unusual, but because they believed mine was induced by pregnancy it did eventually work itself out! I hope you are feeling like yourself very soon!
    I love the sweet toy you are knitting!

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  4. What a sweet little toy! My daughter would love one!

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  5. Glad they were able to figure out what was wrong so quickly. Your little ball is cute. The book sounds interesting, adding it to my list. Hope my library has it as well.

    Blessings, Elizabeth

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  6. That book looks good and I love that yarn and the neat stitches. Had me freaking out there for a sec! Glad you are okay.

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