Good evening, everyone! Above are more swap blocks I received from my local group. I love them! I have about 70 so far, and these are just some of them! These are all 8 inch finished blocks.
I usually make a "squishy" from my little sliver trimmings when I cut quilt pieces out. Here are a few of them. They make great little coasters, or a trivet to sit a warm pot upon, or a pot holder! I just dislike waste, I guess, so I try to use it all those pretty trimmings up! It is a fun gift for visitors to the house, if covid is ever over...they can pick one to take home with them.
They make a pretty stack!
I really like this one, made of trimmings from the latest quiltville mystery quilt.
I was given a great gift, and opened it yesterday, right after a 14 hour shift! All the way from Australia, my friend gifted me with this quilt! I just sat down and cried...I love it and the thought of her sending it to me...just could not believe it! It is the most lovely thing.
She also sent a Sashiko kit, and a very pretty little bag, made with this technique.
Here is the bag...so much fun! THANK YOU so much!
I love these little acorns...I have ten zillion of them in the yard, and rake them up by the basket full!
Does anyone remember what a peck basket looks like? That is the basket I am talking about.
**********************************Warning! Nurse's Notes! Don't read if you don't want to...it is real and sad!****************************************
These little tags are from crash carts. When someone has a cardiopulmonary arrest, we rush to get the crash cart, full of drugs and iv fluids, and try to resuscitate the person. These little tags always get flung on the floor. They are kind of the last number assigned to that patient, you know? Like social security and driver's license numbers, etc. I have no idea why but I always pick them up and put them in my pocket.
On Monday, I walked in, and my patient was coding. I forgot to clock in, and just flung my bag down and started CPR. We coded him for 39 minutes straight...and it was obviously futile. Before he coded, he got on the phone with his wife and told her, "This is last time I will talk with you. I love you and our kids...please tell them." He knew...he knew. Finally the doc called it and said stop. The night nurse fled...just took off, I guess emotionally she just could not handle anymore. I bathed his body, talked to him, changed linens and his gown, got his wife in there and facilitated them to have time together...and then when she was ready, I called the funeral home. When the funeral home came, they said they are totally full with covid deaths and are renting space to store bodies. WOW....they were so nice, but that shocked me.
This week is the first time in my nursing career that I have thought...maybe this is not what I want to do anymore. It is just so very stressful in the wards...so many doctors and techs and nurses are sick with covid...it is frightening to walk in there. I pray before each shift...I have to fill out a questionnaire before every shift: "Are you febrile, do you have a cough, have you lost your sense of taste, do you have body aches...etc." So on and so on. Then I have to have my temperature taken, which always show 97.2 for every single person, and then I am certified to work that day only. Then we all have to have our temp taken at noon with a real thermometer which shows a real temp, not just 97.2. I have no idea why we have started this now, this month, after all, this pandemic started in February, in my neck of the woods! I think it was mandated by the state.
The doctors say it is like swimming in " Covid Soup." I have not gotten sick so far, but my co-workers have, and some of them are VERY sick. I am quite healthy overall, but it still gives me pause.
I try and think of other things when I am off work...cleaning and laundry and sorting and donating and quilts and lawn care and family stuff and prayer. I get very nervous before I have to go in for my shifts in a row, now. They are now mandating overtime, and we cannot refuse to go in when the hospital calls us...we got a letter from the state board of nursing, saying this, and also from our hospital.
It creeps in...I have not gone out to a restaurant since February, yet my quilting group locally is going out twice a month. All elderly people, some in their 90's!! I will absolutely NOT go until this is under control, since I might make them sick, because I work in the Covid soup! I am not sick, but I don't know what is on my purse, etc, even though I clean everything like a mad fiend. It perturbs me and makes me worry about them...then I thought, this is a symptom...you are not perturbed at them, you are perturbed at the virus and it's impact on YOU!! So I don't know...I wish they would stay home, but they don't work in health care, and don't understand, and are very lonesome, so I cannot blame them for wanting to get together.
Thanks for listening, and I wish I could take a sabbatical, and go hike around somewhere in the mountains and camp by a stream, and hand quilt, and just forget the stupid virus for a while. There is a name for this: COVID FATIGUE!
The scary thing is...some people get more vigilant! Some people get so relaxed they don't even wear their mask anymore...even one doctor...I have to get after him almost everyday! (he is a young guy, so I can get away with it). And guess what...he has covid now!
And guess what! I got in trouble with my boss for not clocking in, the day of the code! sigh.......................
No more whining! On with the fun stuff!!