I L-O-V-E the October 2016 issue of American Patchwork & Quilting! Not only does it feature an article about Lisa Bongean but it also has a few quilts that have easily been added to my TO DO list.
Well, you know me and anything vintage. "Cheddar Broken Dishes" is going to be my next quilt.
To quote and paraphrase historian Barbara Brackman, "The maker of this antique quilt incorporated a popular 'four-patch' unit and the name 'broken dishes' came about in the 30's when designer and author Ruby Kim was writing about pattern history. The pattern of four triangle squares actually dates to the 1780's which is when Americans first started piecing quilts."
I've had this beautiful cheddar yardage that I purchased from Tara Lynn Baisden when she had her online shop several years ago and was just waiting for the P-E-R-F-E-C-T project in which to showcase it. And if you can believe it, I can make this entire quilt from my stash! Woo hoo! This is going to be a very slow one for me because I have to rely on outside help from my friends to help me with the cutting as I still can't stand up without the total aid of my walker. In addition, my hands still tremble both from the residual effects of the anesthetic from the surgery and not to mention the withdrawal from the heavy duty pain killers I was on for so long. But things get better every day, including my strength and endurance. So, are you up for another sew along? I'd LOVE your company!
At the outset, I would like to say that I haven't been ignoring my blog. I wrote the following post on August 4th from my hospital bed and was able to unload it to Facebook but for whatever reason, I could not upload it to my blog, nor could I access any of my photos. The good news is that after six weeks, I was discharged from the hospital at noon today and I'm at home...FINALLY! I'm still very weak and can't walk very far, even with the aid of my walker, but at least I'm at home. I promise to be more diligent with blog posts and will keep you updated on my progress. I truly have missed you all. Facebook post...
<< This might be a long post so if you'd like to hear about it, why don't you grab a cup of what makes you happy, come back, settle in and read on. In the wee hours of the morning on Monday, July 4th, the pain won and I was taken to the hospital by ambulance and admitted shortly thereafter. Not only was I in excruciating pain, pain that even the pain meds couldn't conquer, but I couldn't walk. My left leg had become numb and useless for over a month and I had lost the feeling in my right foot as well, making walking a virtual impossibility without Mr. Painted Quilt's help. I spent two painful weeks in the first hospital during which time they conducted countless tests. Then on Monday, July 18th I was whisked away to an acute care hospital in Halifax, about 70 miles away. After a brief consult with the head neurosurgeon, I was again immediately admitted and was advised that I would be operated on the very next day. I found out later that the reason why they acted so quickly was because I had become incontinent on Sunday night. Not only had my legs become dysfunctional, but I had also lost the sensation and ability to pee on my own. Tuesday dawned and I spent the morning waiting to be transported to surgery. I later found out that I was on the operating table for 5 hours. Over the years, the spinal column in my lower back had narrowed to the point where two nerves had virtually fused together which not only caused the pain but also contributed to the loss of feeling in my left leg and partially in my right leg as well. All the gory details were explained to me the day after surgery and I remember virtually nothing of that conversation because it took me about 4 days to fully recover from the anesthetic and the accompanying hallucinations. The best news is that I'm PAIN FREE for the first time in two years. So now I am in the third hospital where I've started extensive rehab in order that I may walk again. I still haven't got all the feeling back in my legs as yet but the doctors and physiotherapists are confident that most or all of the feeling will return over time. I will probably have to walk with a walker for the rest of my life and if those are the cards I've been dealt, then so be it. That little fly in the ointment certainly won't prevent me from shopping for more fabric...right? *wink* I'll just have to get one of those walkers with a basket! I don't have a time frame with respect to how long I'll remain here before I can safely return home. I'm working hard with my rehab team and am hoping to be home before too long. I now feel strong enough to 'play' on the computer, do the newspaper crossword puzzles daily and I might just pick up some hexies to work on that I had prepped before this ever happened. So if you've read this far, please accept my humble thanks. You all know how much your support and caring has meant to me over the course of the last couple of years. I am ever so grateful for all my blogging and Facebook friends. My greatest wish would be that someday we could all meet at a quilting retreat and sew, laugh, eat and tell stories to our heart's content. Who knows, huh? Sometime wishes do come true. Please continue with your thoughts and prayers because I know that they have contributed to my recovery.
Be well, sew lots and I'll touch base with you again soon.>>
Gee, I just want to say that you all are the greatest. It seems like when I'm at my lowest and I haven't posted in a while, so many of you send me an email to ask how I'm doing and hope that I'm okay. I know I've said it a thousand times before but I want to thank you all again from the bottom of my heart for your thoughts, prayers and concerns. I wish I could put into words how much I appreciate each and every one of you who takes the time to read my blog and stay in touch. I have debated whether I should mention anything at all but because of your expressed concern and loyalty, I've decided that you you deserve an explanation as to where I've been and why I've been so quiet lately. Those of you who have been following me for a while know that I was diagnosed with cancer six months after moving to Nova Scotia back in 2010. About a year and a half later in August of 2013 and after extensive chemo and radiation, the bones in my left hip fractured as a result. To make a long story short, I've had two failed hip surgeries on the same hip simply because the bones in that area are too weak making it virtually impossible to attach the necessary apparatus that would keep my hip together. Because of this, the next surgery will involve bone grafting, something that I hope and pray will never happen. The hip surgeries left me with my left leg being about 1cm shorter than my right leg. 1cm might not seem like a lot but when it comes to the body's physical structure, it's enough to throw one's back and lower spine out of alignment which accounts for the excruciating pain that I've been living with on-and-off for the last 3 years. The last couple of months have been a nightmare. I've been housebound for the most part because I can't stand erect for more than 30 seconds at a time, nor can I take 10-15 steps without my legs giving out. If I didn't have my walker to support me, I wouldn't be able to do even that because I have no feeling in the bottom of my feet. Sitting doesn't bother me but I have to get up and "walk" around at least once an hour because I'm afraid of blood clots. I don't know what I'd do without Mr. Painted Quilt. He's my rock and I rely on him to do virtually 98% of the things I used to do around the house which both he and I now realize was a lot. My "disabilities" have put a lot of stress on both of us and for this I ask you to keep us in your thoughts and prayers. With the help of pain meds, I have managed to get the pain under control which is a huge blessing. Next, we have to find the cause of the swelling and lack of feeling in my lower legs and feet. My doctor seems to think I'll be admitted to the hospital some time soon in order for them to do more "work-ups". Needless to say, there hasn't been too much happening on the quilting or sewing front. Last week I did manage to make a couple of placemats using fabrics from my "A Vintage Autumn" collection for my couldn't-have-asked-for-better next door neighbors, Charlie and Martha. Two more wonderful and caring people you'll never meet.
And that's my story. I'm sorry to have burdened you but as I said above, I think you warrant an explanation. I'll try to keep you posted as things develop and as I'm able.