Since my last post, I had gone back to working on Mary Burgess. And unfortunately, the frog has been keeping close by my side. This is as far as I had gotten (I still have a leaf to rip out) —
Mary is a kit from the Essamplaire. I especially hate frogging when it is a kit because one never knows if that will cause a thread shortage. This is silk on 35-count linen. Mary has some lively colors and she is the oldest known Rhode Island sampler. I was born and raised there, so Mary is especially meaningful to me.
I thought that maybe if I switched projects, the frog would leave. No such luck! I started Margaret Havelock last Sunday and finished her today. I probably could have finished yesterday, but that darn frog was active as ever!
Margaret was stitched with DMC floss on 32 count linen that I dyed myself. I’m a much better dyer than stitcher. I loved the colors on her sampler, and I am especially fond of simple schoolgirl samplers like this one. I always enjoy every stitch (except the frogging) and it has gotten me thinking. Sampers are my real love. Pictures not so much. So WHY would I stitch anything else?
I woke up this morning with my neck out of place and I couldn’t crack it back in, which causes a nasty headache. Heat didn’t help. Tylenol either. And while I was in pain, I remembered a conversation I had with my doctor several years ago. I thought it could be helpful for someone so I decided to tell the story,
My neck was hurting horribly. I am not big on going to the doctor, but I went this time. This was before we knew I have Ehlers-Danlos (the hypermobile type.)
“Do you do projects?” She asked me.
“Uh… I don’t know what you mean.” I had to admit.
“Projects. You know, like knitting or anything like that.”
I told her I was a knitter and an avid cross stitcher.
“Aha! A cross stitcher!” She went on to tell me that she had treated another stitcher for horrible neck pain. She solved the issue by purchasing a needlework stand and keeping her work at shoulder height, so that her head wasn’t tilted down. She said if I wanted to stitch into my old age, I needed to get a stand and STOP looking down at my work.
I have to say that this works. But yesterday I took Margaret out of the stand and worked through 2 baseball games and I got a good ol’ case of Stitcher’s Neck. Today Margaret went back into the stand until I got to the last row (too hard to reach at that point, even with adjustments.)
I took Mary back out this afternoon and started working on her, and DUH forgot to put her in the stand. I noticed quickly enough that my neck is fine and I will put her in the stand, I promise.
Happy, pain-free stitching, everyone!