Doodle Drama and Poorly Mama

Doodle Drama and Poorly Mama

I had a somewhat dramatic night on Saturday when my Mum stayed over.  We were going to go to a craft & antiques fair on Sunday morning, so it’s just easier if she stays overnight at my place.  We had a nice early part of the evening – yummy dinner supplied by my super wonderful library volunteer (she makes the best curries and is nice enough to bring me some regularly), watching some TV and chatting about what we hoped to find at the craft show.  My Mum had a sore finger – she thought she had a rose thorn or something in it – and asked me to have a look and maybe lance it.  I did so, using a very sterile scalpel blade and made a tiny wee cut in the finger.  Barely any blood and nothing icky like pus coming out of it.  Mum started to feel a bit queasy so she sat on the floor while I put some disinfectant on the finger and a little bandage.  Then, feeling even more queasy, Mum passed out.  Quite dramatically (thank God she was on the floor already and didn’t fall from a standing position).  The worst part was I couldn’t make her wake up again.  She didn’t come round for what seemed like ages.  It was probably only 20 seconds but it seemed like forever.  Finally she came to and sat up again.  She then began to be sick.  And sick.  And sick (thank God again for handy buckets!).  She felt dreadful and so nauseated.  I managed to get her back to the couch to lie down (keeping the bucket nearby).  She was still being ill and I decided to call an emergency health line. They gave me advice and asked lots of questions before giving me some numbers to call for an emergency, after-hours doctor.  I was lucky to get one to come out within 30 minutes and he checked Mum over and said she would be fine.  He gave her an injection to stop the vomiting and told me to just let her sleep it off.  Which she did.  Yours truly, however, stayed wide awake, listening to make sure she was ok.  Once I heard her snoring (ha ha), I knew she was comfortable and asleep.

In the morning she popped up like a cork, as though nothing had happened.  I could tell she wasn’t quite right though, despite her saying she definitely wanted to go to the craft show.  We did go, and had a nice time, but I was worried about Mum.  I kept nagging her to go to a GP and get the finger looked at and herself checked out again.  She did so on Tuesday and got some antibiotics and is now feeling better.
I will be in therapy for the rest of my life however.  I thought I had killed her!

Another, rather less distressing drama is my search for the perfect marker pen (or textas, as we call them in Australia).  I use a particular kind of paper, when I am drawing my little doodles that I use on cards.  The paper was given to me years ago by a friend of Mum’s and it is glossy and matte all at the same time.  I think it is a kind of photo paper…or possibly the paper they put between photo paper.  I don’t really know – she just gave me a huge bundle of it.  Anyway, I have used it for years as it works so well with coloured markers, giving the finished design a neat, almost printed effect.  Well, I still have lots of the paper, but my textas are running out (I’ve only had them 15-20 years, you’d think they’d last a bit longer ha ha).  I have looked for similar ones EVERYWHERE.  And I mean everywhere.  I have bought countless packets, trying them out to see if they work in the same way.  But no.  It’s doing my head in.  I have a theory that the ones I am trying now are all super non-toxic and full of modern whizz-bang ingredients.  My old ones were probably made from mercury or whale-oil or something.  I need to explain this in pictures…Below, you will see several little figures I have drawn and coloured.  Notice the seamless, bright and uniform hair colour?  That texta is still working – just.  See how there is no blotchiness to it?  No lines or colouring marks?  The green dress and blue dress at the bottom are coloured with an almost-running-out texta.  See the blotchiness and the uneven colouring?  It’s not too bad but with the new pens I have bought, it’s dire.  The colour is so unsaturated and you can see all the colouring lines and it’s horrible.  Horrible!  (am realising now I should have taken a picture of the new colouring for you but it was just too heartbreaking).  So what’s a girl to do?  I am thinking if I can’t find the right pens I will have have to change my technique, maybe do them in water colours on different paper and use a permanent pen for the outline.  Sigh.  But it’s all about change and growth, right?  Not getting stuck in a creative rut, trying new things?  But I like the old things dammit!  I’ve tried all different brands – cheap ones to expensive ones (hello Copic!) but to no avail.  So sad.  Oh well, I will keep trying and maybe a change will improve my little pictures and start me off on a new creative path.  Who knows?

May all your days be frustration free and void of fainting Mothers! 🙂

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