Life's a Stitch

Hopefully not on a permanent basis, but for now. File this in the family annals of the calamitous crew. Long story short I spent my holiday weekend in the hospital with an episode of twisted innards, just like a horse gets. Bizarre. Back at work, I'm now on a limited diet (goodbye Subway lobster sandwiches and Diet Coke) while awaiting the opportunity to drink yet another liter of disgustingness for a second, more specialized CT. Better than some of the other testing options, I've been assured. The good news: I've lost over 5 lbs without trying, however not on a diet I'd recommend, and there was time for knitting and to indulge in a long good book – the Goldfinch, by Donna Tartt.