What do you do when you can't sleep?
06-01-2010, 11:17 PM
#71
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Join Date: Feb 2010
Location: FL/formerly IL
Posts: 699
I just figured 2 things in EQ6 that I hadn't quite figured out before. I was able to download the fabrics to my computer but couldn't quite grasp how to access them from EQ and figured it out. They are now linked and working. Also learned how to down load and access fabric projects - for some odd reason the approach to access them is different from fabrics which doesn't make sense to me at this point but at least now I know how and printed out the instructions and put in the book for when I forget and I will.
Also worked somemore on a quilt layout that I plan to begin sewing probably in the fall. Need to figure out the borders now and then I'll be set to buy the border fabrics. In our quilt chapter, when anyone travels, they bring us back a 6 inch square from the states they travel through and I've accumulated enough now to do a pretty charm quilt and I've designed the layout using EQ 6 which is so nice.
Off to bed now as at 3:17 a.m. I think I'm ready to sleep.
Also worked somemore on a quilt layout that I plan to begin sewing probably in the fall. Need to figure out the borders now and then I'll be set to buy the border fabrics. In our quilt chapter, when anyone travels, they bring us back a 6 inch square from the states they travel through and I've accumulated enough now to do a pretty charm quilt and I've designed the layout using EQ 6 which is so nice.
Off to bed now as at 3:17 a.m. I think I'm ready to sleep.
06-03-2010, 07:33 PM
#73
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Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Paige, Texas
Posts: 1,062
When I'm awake due to my pain I will take a hot shower. and just stand there untill I can fell some better. Then I will take some painrealiver. I have been dealing with back pain since 1990 when I took a fall. There are time like the weather or just haveing over done at the sewing or cutting table.I hope you find something that will help you.
06-03-2010, 07:42 PM
#74
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Join Date: Mar 2010
Location: North Central Texas
Posts: 656
I used to have that problem alot more often than now.
At one point, I got up because I couldn't sleep for the pain I was in. Sat there at my computer for a while with tears streaming down my face thinking if I was going to hurt this bad I would just as soon die as to live this way.
After a while I decided to write it all down. Everything that hurt, so that when this passed I would remember it just to be able to tell the doctor about all of it.
In the beginning I didn't plan to write a poem, it just turned out that way.
I have it somewhere, will post it if I can find it. Another thing was that I way trying to turn something negative into something positive.
At one point, I got up because I couldn't sleep for the pain I was in. Sat there at my computer for a while with tears streaming down my face thinking if I was going to hurt this bad I would just as soon die as to live this way.
After a while I decided to write it all down. Everything that hurt, so that when this passed I would remember it just to be able to tell the doctor about all of it.
In the beginning I didn't plan to write a poem, it just turned out that way.
I have it somewhere, will post it if I can find it. Another thing was that I way trying to turn something negative into something positive.
06-03-2010, 08:04 PM
#75
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Join Date: Mar 2010
Location: North Central Texas
Posts: 656
Here you go:
Lupus Monster
There is a monster that lives in me
I lock him in a box
He searches and searches endlessly,
Until he finds the key.
Once the box is opened and the monster is set free,
Quickly, he goes about his work, to make a wreck of me!
He stabs and stabs and stabs once more
with sharp hot picks, does he
My muscles and joints he twists and knots
His heart if filled with glee.
Yet, still he isn't finished, he work has just begun,
My eyes he fills with sand
The water has ceased to run.
My mouth is dry, no tears to cry
No energy today,
Still, I mist find a way to make it through another day.
My poor brain explodes, no place to go,
It's captive to the bones, that hold it hostage to the pain
That goes and goes and goes!
Then he says, "I'll make it worse!"
And then the itching starts
I scratch and scratch
then scratch some more
Oh, way am I so cursed?
Noxema to the rescue
Oh yes, it is so cool!
My skin greedily soaks it in
Relief from this monster cruel
Pills I must take daily
They are my constant friend
For if I should forget them,
This misery will never end.
At last the monster tires
He too must take a rest
as he lays in wait in a restless state
and plans his next attack.
Lupus Monster
There is a monster that lives in me
I lock him in a box
He searches and searches endlessly,
Until he finds the key.
Once the box is opened and the monster is set free,
Quickly, he goes about his work, to make a wreck of me!
He stabs and stabs and stabs once more
with sharp hot picks, does he
My muscles and joints he twists and knots
His heart if filled with glee.
Yet, still he isn't finished, he work has just begun,
My eyes he fills with sand
The water has ceased to run.
My mouth is dry, no tears to cry
No energy today,
Still, I mist find a way to make it through another day.
My poor brain explodes, no place to go,
It's captive to the bones, that hold it hostage to the pain
That goes and goes and goes!
Then he says, "I'll make it worse!"
And then the itching starts
I scratch and scratch
then scratch some more
Oh, way am I so cursed?
Noxema to the rescue
Oh yes, it is so cool!
My skin greedily soaks it in
Relief from this monster cruel
Pills I must take daily
They are my constant friend
For if I should forget them,
This misery will never end.
At last the monster tires
He too must take a rest
as he lays in wait in a restless state
and plans his next attack.
06-04-2010, 01:59 PM
#76
Senior Member
Join Date: Feb 2010
Location: FL/formerly IL
Posts: 699
Wow, that's one powerful poem. I totally agree, pain like that is no fun. Years ago, I lived with horrible pain that kept me up through the night and then I had to work all day. Looking back, I honestly have no clue how I ever survived it - almost didn't actually but lucked out and had a life saving surgery and haven't had that pain since, thank God and good doctors. I had a blockage forming in the pyloric valve at the bottom of my stomach and the pain was horrible and almost doubled me over. Having to work to help get two kids through college, I vowed to get it done or it would kill me trying and it almost did. What a surprise to find it was fixable by the surgery and here I am today. Wish they could find a magic cure for everyone in such pain at night. God be with you.
Hugs and Prayers.
GrammyPatty
Hugs and Prayers.
GrammyPatty
Originally Posted by Born2Sew
Here you go:
Lupus Monster
There is a monster that lives in me
I lock him in a box
He searches and searches endlessly,
Until he finds the key.
Once the box is opened and the monster is set free,
Quickly, he goes about his work, to make a wreck of me!
He stabs and stabs and stabs once more
with sharp hot picks, does he
My muscles and joints he twists and knots
His heart if filled with glee.
Yet, still he isn't finished, he work has just begun,
My eyes he fills with sand
The water has ceased to run.
My mouth is dry, no tears to cry
No energy today,
Still, I mist find a way to make it through another day.
My poor brain explodes, no place to go,
It's captive to the bones, that hold it hostage to the pain
That goes and goes and goes!
Then he says, "I'll make it worse!"
And then the itching starts
I scratch and scratch
then scratch some more
Oh, way am I so cursed?
Noxema to the rescue
Oh yes, it is so cool!
My skin greedily soaks it in
Relief from this monster cruel
Pills I must take daily
They are my constant friend
For if I should forget them,
This misery will never end.
At last the monster tires
He too must take a rest
as he lays in wait in a restless state
and plans his next attack.
Lupus Monster
There is a monster that lives in me
I lock him in a box
He searches and searches endlessly,
Until he finds the key.
Once the box is opened and the monster is set free,
Quickly, he goes about his work, to make a wreck of me!
He stabs and stabs and stabs once more
with sharp hot picks, does he
My muscles and joints he twists and knots
His heart if filled with glee.
Yet, still he isn't finished, he work has just begun,
My eyes he fills with sand
The water has ceased to run.
My mouth is dry, no tears to cry
No energy today,
Still, I mist find a way to make it through another day.
My poor brain explodes, no place to go,
It's captive to the bones, that hold it hostage to the pain
That goes and goes and goes!
Then he says, "I'll make it worse!"
And then the itching starts
I scratch and scratch
then scratch some more
Oh, way am I so cursed?
Noxema to the rescue
Oh yes, it is so cool!
My skin greedily soaks it in
Relief from this monster cruel
Pills I must take daily
They are my constant friend
For if I should forget them,
This misery will never end.
At last the monster tires
He too must take a rest
as he lays in wait in a restless state
and plans his next attack.
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