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I have been umming and ahhing about whether to talk about this on my blog but have come to the decision that it is worth sharing. This post is about knitting, but also about something very personal.
I have a chronic illness, and although I have lived many years with little to no symptoms at all, all of a sudden I am back to a very bleak place with my health. I am incredibly lucky that I have a very loving family who are looking after me as I take some time out to rest and recover. But I must admit the shock of complete inactivity has taken a heavy toll on my mental health.
In short, I’m bored. I can’t stand to be bored; I usually work at least 3 jobs because I need change and variety. Compare that to the past week where I have hardly left the house except to go to the doctor’s. A change of scene has become moving from my bed to the sofa and back again. I feel like I’m going stir crazy.
But I have been here before. I spent 6 months like this as a teenager and have had similar shorter relapses over the years. Hopefully, it won’t be so long this time. I am trying to remind myself what I used to do back then to pass the time and stay sane. I remember watching lots of films but top of the lost is, of course, knitting.
The health benefits of knitting are well established for both mental and physical health. It becomes a kind of meditation, lowering blood pressure and stress levels. This can help with everything from eating disorders to preventing memory loss in old age. Personally, knitting was one of the only things that kept me sane during those endless days when I was housebound. The days run into one, it feels like your recovery will be endless and you aren’t making any progress. Knitting, not only gave me a purpose, but gave me a sense of achievement. Say I worked 2 weeks on knitting a jumper, the pride upon finishing it was immense. I could look back on starting the jumper and see how much time had passed, and see how far I had come, not only in my skill as a knitter, but also in my recovery.
And so here I am again, needles out, frantically knitting. I’ve already finished a pair of socks. Do I feel any better? Maybe. I’m definitely less bored. I’m now trying out an idea for a vintage style turban. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
If you have any tips or inspiration for projects send them my way; I’d be more than grateful.
Love Claude xx