A splint-her group
Thursday December 01st 2011, 12:31 am
Filed under: Family,Knit,Life,Wildlife

A murder of crows not quite daring an attack but doing a slow dive down or rise up towards a larger hawk from above and below, the hawk not in a particular hurry to get away but neither willing to pick a fight. They all disappeared into some tall redwoods near Kepler’s Books as I watched at a red light.

Another hawk flew across the roadway about a mile further along, close enough to see feathers.

And then my own Cooper’s, looping through the foot of the L in the patio here this evening, blue in flight in the lowering sun. It was definitely an add-hawk committee day.

And to top it off I have concocted my first lined hat: it is blocking and I am dancingly pleased beyond all reason.

And the trip to Menlo Park that took me past Kepler’s? I got new handsplints. Better than pain meds, no side effects. They keep my fingers from curling at night, and the first set made for me at the start of my lupus years ago gave me back the use of my then-heavily-inflamed hands–to the point that I was actually able to take up knitting again, whereas I’d been eating with plastic utensils because I could not bear to lift a metal fork to my mouth for the weight of it. I had a child still in diapers. I don’t know how I did it. I only know I’m glad I did.

The splints last about four or five years. It suddenly occurs to me, having never had any option but white before, that “when I am old I shall wear purple” in my sleep. Line them with loose old cotton socks with the heel and toe cut out, and there you go. Usually they only go up to the middle joints of my fingers; with these longer-handed ones, we’re trying something new, and I report back to Lori Stotko, a physical therapist specializing in musicians’ issues in her day job, next week. We may yet shorten the tops.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve almost, almost asked my ward’s chat list if anyone had such socks with holes they were throwing away that I could put to good use.  Can you just picture the potential mountain of singletons…!

Meantime, this is Parker trying to take after me: I pulled the drawers out and climbed a dresser when I was just barely old enough to remember it.

I think he’s just trying to rummage up some old socks there for me. Go Parker!

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Hem. I’m rather sure Parker’s parents don’t want him to climb that or anything else not designed for a climbing toddler, but I love his spirit of adventure. Both of my girls know the command “Problem solve” which most often means, “Untangle your own dang leash. I didn’t wrap it around that ____” but can mean work the dog puzzle Gretchen got to play with, find another route, etc.

And I’m glad you have new splints to keep you feeling groovy!

Comment by Channon 12.01.11 @ 7:47 am

At least when you’re wearing those hand splints, your parents won’t have to worry about you climbing the dresser. That’s why all babies–both boys and girls–used to wear long skirts until they could walk. It was to slow them down a little so someone could catch them before they got into real trouble and hurt themselves.

Meanwhile, how goes your game of “duct, duct, loose”?

Comment by LauraN 12.01.11 @ 9:40 am

Did the add-hawk committee meet to discuss what to do with the murder of crows?

Love the Parker pics. Just don’t let him climb on the roof! Yet.

Comment by Don Meyer 12.01.11 @ 10:47 am

White socks with the toes cut out work to cover a purple arm cast when one is going to the temple. Don’t ask me how I know.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 12.01.11 @ 1:37 pm

Thank you for mentioning the hand splints, I am having issues with my hands curling at night, and hurting like crazy when Straightening them out in the morning. My doc has only suggested those that go to the knuckles and I need the longer ones.

Comment by Kris 12.01.11 @ 4:27 pm

Let me know if you want socks! I’ve got a pile on my dresser that you can have for the asking. Unfortunately, the nice, handknit ones are there because they’re shrunk or too small for the (grown) recipient, etc.

Comment by Kathy in San Jose 12.02.11 @ 12:23 am

What about fingerless gloves? I’ve been on a kick, knitting a bunch of those lately out of DK. You’re looking for cotton, though? Not wool?

Comment by Deb 12.02.11 @ 11:08 am

I’m glad to hear that the splints have been useful – both for you and selfishly. My grandmother had arthritis that curled her ever-knitting hands into useless knots and I’ve always felt bad for her and worried for me that it could be heritable. Now I know there is a way to delay if it should start.

As for color – I like the idea of splint socks. Easy to clean, too. You could have lace for formal evenings. 🙂

Comment by twinsetellen 12.13.11 @ 3:56 am

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