I finally went to the doctor because my hands have been hurting.
When I mentioned that I knit, my doctor actually said: Well, have you tried not knitting? Yes, I have. And it sucked.
Undeterred, she informed me that I should not knit for two weeks. Two. Weeks.
BFF Quinn’s response to the whole thing? Whoa, she might as well have said “have you tried not breathing?” Bitch.
[I may have editorialized that bitch part.]
Doctor Killjoy also told me that the Quit Smoking pill I’m considering taking can have psychological side effects, including binge drinking, compulsive gambling and nymphomania.
So, I may end up blowing strangers for gambling money, but at least I won’t be smoking? Nice.
On second thought, if I’m not knitting, I do need something to fill up all that spare time...