Remember the Pirate Journal?
I have found a use for it. It has become my surgery diary.
I will be having a major surgery soon, requiring an overnight stay at the hospital.
To say I am a little worried about this is a bit of an understatement. I do have the utmost faith in my doctor. But, surgery is surgery…and this is a major surgery.
I could have turned to my usual daily journal…but this situation felt…bigger. It needed its own container. I perused my selection of hand-made journals—and this is the one that wanted to be used.
It’s made of brown paper recycled from various packages that we received. I learned…one fountain pen is ok with the paper. One other fountain pen is not. I tried writing in green ink, but couldn’t see it well enough since I was writing at night by lamplight. An ultra-fine Sharpie works wonders, but tends to bleed through just a little bit to the other side of the paper. This afternoon, I pulled out my favorite Bic cristal in black ink…and have had no problems whatsoever. Which is why I always return to this pen. It’s been a favorite of mine for years.
So, what’s going into this journal? Hopes. Fears. Gratitude. Blessings. Lists. Questions. You name it, if it pertains to the surgery and the recovery period afterwards, it is going into this journal.
Will I be drawing and/or painting in it? Probably at some point, because doing so makes me feel better. I have also been pondering some collage as well. I have a great picture of Rupaul that is calling to be used somewhere. What better symbol or strength and fortitude for me right now?
If there is art made in this journal, I may show it. However, given the dire personal nature of what is being written in this journal, don’t expect too much.
This post was more to say…here is what I ended up using this journal for and how I used it more than anything else.
Thanks for following along.
Until next time.