I had a doctor's appt today and took along my spindle to kill time while waiting. I was spinning in the exam room when my doc walked in, so quickly wound on to put it away.
"What is that?" She's used to seeing me with knitting, usually socks.
A drop spindle.
"What are you doing?"
Spinning wool into yarn.
We had an entire conversation about fiber and spinning, why not just buy the yarn? and how it looks--and IS--very relaxing and meditative. She suggested it might be good therapy for certain patients. I explained how my son, with mild CP/fine motor issues/intention tremor, loves spinning and is actually quite good at it. And how trying to find him a decent spindle lead to me making and selling them.
She asked me to show her how to use my spindle and to let her try. All of this before we even got to the reason I'd come to see her.
She's always so interested in whatever project I'm working on, I've often thought about knitting her something. Instead, I'm going to make her a spindle and take it in with some fiber when I go back in September.
What a great appointment! Even if she did chastise me for not rescheduling my rheumatologist appointment after I cancelled more than a year ago (due to the ass cast issue). And only refilled certain meds for 90 days so I'd HAVE TO see my rheumie for more. Wugh.
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