In case you're curious, these are what fake boobs look like. The ones with ports are the tissue expanders.
I didn't go back to work this month. I don't think it would have been a good thing, or worth it in the long wrong.
I've been arguing with Cigna, and finally got a different representative because I used the word 'legal' in a polite email. They've extended my short term disability, as requested.
I have started a true fiber art project. I finished the bed-sized crocheted blanket, which took 26 skeins. The thing that bothers me about it is that I had to wash it before finished, and it felted. So I don't love it as much as I want to.
I'm now making small (12"ish x 24"ish) art quilts. The total project is twelve of them, using a crocheted element symbol (i.e. a motif I liked), and quilted/foundation pieced base, with applique and couching yarn onto the quilted surface and stuff. It might be totally awesome when I'm done, and it might be a mess.
When I have energy, I sew, when I don't, I crochet. (The only problem with this is the initial crochet pieces are almost done). I'm hoping that once I've completed the quilt tops, I'll be able to do handwork (I'm going to hand quilt) when I don't have much energy.
Wish me luck this week. They'll send me home Friday, maybe Thursday. To come home and convalesce some more.
I gotta get sewing.