Le sigh. The left arm is doing better than it was, but it ain’t back to normal. I may have to take another few days off knitting entirely, once again, and it just makes me want to weep since I have soooooo many projects that I want to cast on for, many of them socks or sock-like things.
I realized, when paying specific attention to the motion of my hands and arms during knitting, that I was twisting my left arm slightly every time I helped a stitch off the LH needle to the RH needle. I don’t know if I’ve always done this or if it was a recent thing, but over the last couple of days I’ve tried working on Poppy with a more immobile left arm and this seems to be putting less stress on my elbow. (Just 3 inches away from finishing the body.)
However, as soon as I try holding a set of DPNs, things really do tense up in the elbow area, so I’m still clearly recovering from an RSI that hasn’t resolved itself yet. So, cold turkey for a few more days + icing + ibuprofen. If it’s still not better by next week I will have to go in to see someone about it. Woe. I don’t want my knitting to hurt me. And more importantly, I don’t want to not be able to knit. (Next week I travel to San Francisco for a conference and I am considering – wait for it – not bringing any knitting with me. I know, I just about pass out when I say that.) My sister is gleefully knitting away on cotton washcloths – oh why dost the cotton mock me so? It knows my arms are not strong enough to take it.
I am learning a few things about myself and my habits, though. One is that my knitting addiction is clearly stronger than my television addiction. If I’m knitting, I’ll leave anything on the TV even if it’s a movie I’ve seen five times already. But if I’m sitting there not knitting? Meh. So not worth it unless it’s a new episode of one of my handful of regular shows. (These are, and I know the guilty pleasure status of all of them, Bones, Grey’s Anatomy, and The Office.) And I do have other things to do this week in the evenings, such as, oh, write that presentation for that conference next week, or deal with the pile of grading I just got yesterday. But still. It ain’t knitting.
What do you do when you’re not knitting?