I was waiting in the outpatient waiting room for Cancer Screening at M. D. Anderson Cancer Center in Houston. Lord Love us, a woman was working a hoop in the next chair.
I asked if she was doing CX, and she responded, "No, that means I have to count, and I'll be damned if I'm going back to that!"
She was doing a crewel piece, but some of the stitches were large cross-stitches. Before I could tell her of the Sistine Chapel piece, I was called.
Good news: No Melanoma. I'm clean!!
But it proved to me: stitchers are a clan.
tbtg! Lord love us, we all need it.
Alex, with blessings to all.