"You know," a friend told me, "I always think people will mellow on their deathbeds, sort of like Lionel Barrymore in that movie where he chased death up a tree. Apparently I'm not the only one to find that doesn't happen."
This weekend knitting was my salvation. When I knew Tom and I would be spending a lot of time in a hospital waiting room, I grabbed the most beautiful yarn in my stash (Melody Superwash in color MS28) and the most frivolous pattern (Peacock Tail and Leaf Scarf). I cast on Saturday morning, thought beagle thoughts, and knit my fingers off.