The longer I go into my M.E. journey the more I think that anyone trying to do anything when they have this condition is incredibly brave. The repercussions we get from daring to try to pass the time with any kind of activity can be incredibly demoralising.
Since June I’ve been trying to make bunting for my nephew’s first birthday knowing full well that using my sewing machine is one of the things that exacerbates my symptoms more than anything else.
I taught myself to use a sewing machine, having been absolutely dreadful at textiles at school, when all of my previous hobbies came to be beyond my reach. I hadn’t used it in 18 months or so until this project because it’s just not something I’m able to do often. When it goes well, I enjoy it. But it so often doesn’t, because it requires a level of concentration that is rarely available to me.
I haven’t been able to work on this project every week, never mind every day. The process has been slow. So slow in fact I didn’t think I’d get it done by my nephew’s birthday on 8th August. Enter Mr Tree Surgeon to help out (there is so much to do before you even sit down to se a sewing machine – measuring, cutting, ironing…)
Look! I’ve done it. With days to spare so I can recover and rest. I am absolutely chuffed with myself!