I have returned, more or less, to the land of the living, after feeling like absolute crud almost all week. It wasn't (thank Bob) that horrible flu thing that's been going around; it was more like angry painful stomach clenching every time I tried to eat, coupled with total utter exhaustion. It was a big achievement for me to eat breakfast, check my email and brush my teeth before collapsing back into bed. The stomach pain was especially unfun, because it wasn't combined with nausea, just pain. After a while, I'd start to think, perhaps my stomach hurts because I am hungry. That could be it. And I'd say, "How would you like a nice banana, stomach? Mmm, nice soft yummy banana." And I would eat it and my stomach would go: CLEEEEEENNNNNCH! And I would think, "OK, that seemed like a good idea at the time" and go lie down for a few hours.
On the plus side, I did get caught up on the Ravelry boards. In spite of all the Ravelling, very little actual knitting got done. I always think staying home sick would be so cozy and good for my knitting, with the blankets and the handknit socks and the tea. In the real world, outside Kim's head, staying home sick means I feel far too crappy to drag myself in to work, so I spend the whole day unconscious. In spite of that, there has been some progress on the dancing flames socks (is this getting old for anyone else? "Hey, look, here's another picture of the same pair of socks, slightly longer! Woo-hoo!")
And here's a picture of the remaining ball of yarn. I will give this to Cherry Tree Hill, they don't skimp on the yardage. Thigh-highs, hell. At this rate, I'll be able to pull them up to my neck.