I was going great with this week's "trash to treasure" creation -- hoping to get it posted late last night -- and then WHAM! My oldest son threw a wrench in my progress! On Thursday night as Sean was coming downstairs, the poor guy twisted his ankle and went down pretty hard. It immediately brought back memories of two summers ago when he and I took a few days to camp and hike down in Oregon. We were hiking in Silverton Falls State Park when he slipped on a wet paved hill and twisted his other ankle. I begged and pleaded for him to try to get up, but to no avail. He was in tremendous pain and I had NO idea what to do! Fortunately we were on a very crowded trail and a very nice man ran up to the ranger's station for help. They eventually brought an ATV down there, plopped Sean on the back and maneuvered their way back to the top. I was then directed to the nearest hospital, where they temporarily set Sean's foot, put a cast on it and told me he had two breaks just above his ankle. They then informed me he would need surgery when he got back to Seattle. I then backtracked over an hour back to our campground, tore down the tent by myself and drove four hours back to Seattle that night, arriving at home well after midnight. It was just Sean and me spending some mother-son time together for a few days; and when this happened my husband was back in Seattle, out and about with my youngest son and no cell phone with him. So I was having to deal with this all alone, a couple hundred miles away. Probably one of the worst days of my life!
So when I heard him fall on Thursday night and his scream, I couldn't help but be reminded of that dreadful day. It didn't appear as bad and we put ice on it that night. But by bedtime he couldn't put any pressure on it without screaming. Now, I should tell you that Sean is mild-to-moderate autistic; and an autistic person's senses can be highly magnified. So, since Sean has an extremely low telerance to pain, it's hard to tell how serious an injury may be based on his reaction to pain. Therefore, I spent my entire Friday afternoon in the emergency room of our local hospital getting his ankle x-rayed. They don't do ANYTHING fast in an emergency room unless you're Code Blue! But after about four hours of waiting, we were given the good news that Sean had only sprained his ankle -- no breaks. So, for the next couple of weeks he will be in an ace bandage with his foot propped up. Still not a fun time for me, because Sean becomes pretty helpless when he's sick or hurt. But then...that's the "man" in him, isn't it! LOL
So, back to my latest "new finish from an old beginning". You saw last week what I had to work with. If not, here's a reminder.
I stained the doily and took a piece of it to add to the base, along with an old rusty bed spring. This piece measures 18 inches tall by 8 inches wide. It will sell for $26.95, which will INCLUDE its travelling fare to your home.
The second piece I made used the old tin cup. I made up three little eggs from muslin, stained and painted them in pink, purple and yellow. They are tucked in nice and snug along with some Spanish moss, pine greenery and pip berries. And there's a piece of that same doily hanging out the side. This is the sweetest little rustic piece. It measures about 7 inches tall by about 6 inches wide and will sell for $12.95, which will INCLUDE its travelling fare to your home.
I will be listing both of these today on my SOATP blog later today. So make sure to head over there to check out the details. Or drop me an email if you're interested.