cooking, eating, shopping, etc.
I have always used art as a form of therapy. Sometimes when I am happy, most often when I’m angry or upset. My art of choice is typically drawing or painting. I have a couple notebooks and keep some canvas on the ready just incase I want to explode. You just pour yourself onto the paper or canvas.
Do you think your not creative enough? It doesn’t have to be anything at all really you can just pour paint on the paper and swirl it around. Your not trying to be Picasso, you are letting your feelings out so just go with whatever happens.
If you feel you must have some inspiration you can try a book. Here are two that I own and have found some good ideas from them. My stuff never turns out how the people in the book make it and that is ok!
You can also search the internet. I have found myself spending a couple hours just searching ideas in preparation for when I need it. Save yourself some time and check out my pinterest board for Art Inspiration. I have a variety of pins including quotes and tutorials.
What do you need?
You can use whatever is in your home. Paper, #2 pencils, crayons, cardboard. The possibilities are endless.
Since this is for therapy and not to make money my supplies are pretty basic. It started out small and grew as I tried different mediums and decided I liked using them.
Here is a list of supplies I have on hand at all times:
These notebooks allow many different media types. I paint with acrylic, water color, draw with pencil, micron pens, etc. Makes it easier to have one book for everything.
* Canson 9-Inch by 12-Inch Extra Long Multi-Media Paper Pad, 60-Sheet
To me these are the best drawing pencils.
* Faber-Castell 9000 Pencil Design Set
Student paint and the price was right. I also love the color choices! I don’t often have to mix colors other than maybe making a color lighter.
* Studio 71 – 24 Tube Paint Set
I purchased these brushes when I lived in Pittsburgh and haven’t been able to find them anywhere in Sarasota. I have a couple different packs so I should be good for awhile. Just get something cheap but not natural hair as it tends to come out in the paint.
* Studio 71 Premium Brushes
This is basic canvas and the price isn’t bad.
* Darice Studio 71 8-Inch-by-10-Inch Traditional Canvas
Sponges are great for making a textured look on acrylic.
* Arts & Crafts Painting Sponges
Watercolor paper is expensive so I only have this 6×6 pad so far.
* Global Art Fluid Watercolor Blocks 6 in. x 6 in. block
Instead of washing out a plastic palette I use these sheets and just throw them away when I am done.
* Darice Studio 71 9-Inch-by-12-Inch, 40-Sheet Palette
These are great pens for zentangle and journaling. I have a couple different sized black ones and some color ones as well.
* Sakura 30068 8-Piece Pigma Micron Clam Assorted Colors 01 Ink Pen Set
Charcoal pencils are messy but one of my favorite things to work with.
* General Pencil Charcoal Pencil Kit W/Eraser 557BP
When I draw with charcoal I use this eraser to remove some of the charcoal to create lines.
* Pentel Clic Eraser Grip Retractable Eraser with Grip, Assorted Barrels, 1 Pack (ZE21BP-K6)
I sometimes use colored pencils with my pencil and charcoal drawing just to give it a little color.
* Prismacolor Premier Colored Pencils, 24 Assorted Color Pencils
So go get messy, it’s ok! Make some art!
The emotions that go along with the loss of a miscarriage are emotions I never could grasp until it happened to me. Right now my body is worn out from the pain, the crying and the anger. My feelings go back and forth.
March 3, 2013 I walked out of the hospital not remembering where I was. I saw palm trees and realized, “Oh yeah, I live in Florida.” I only moved here last year and I felt like I was in another world after all the hours I laid in the hospital bed at Sarasota Memorial Hospital just a few blocks from where I live.
I started having pain a few days before, then spotting. I went to the hospital I had planned on delivering at in hopes of finding out what was going on. I have had 3 births in my younger years and never had problems like this. That hospital trip left me even more confused and unsure of what was going on. First a guy drew blood. I am afraid of needles and he took so long and wouldn’t shut up. He insisted on taking blood from a vein in my hand. That vein is now puffy days later. Once I was in a room a registration guy game in and took some info. He also did a palm scan. I had never heard of a hospital doing that before. He said it was to keep records secure and easily accessible for future visits. He asked for typical information such as my address and insurance information. We didn’t get to finish since the doctor came in but said he would return later. He never did. The doctor diagnosed me with a UTI and said it was normal for some ppl to not have any symptoms. When asked about the pain and bleeding he said that it could be an early miscarriage but he saw no blood and said I should be fine. He gave me 90% to deliver to full term and said my HCG of 4016 was normal for 10 weeks. I didn’t see him again after that.
I waited in the room for some time. A cleaning guy came in and emptied both the regular trash and the red bag trash into the same bin he was rolling around. Tell me what the point of having them separate is if they get tossed out together anyway? He didn’t even put new bags in so some trash was left behind in the used bag.
I felt like this was such a wasted trip. No other tests, no ultrasound and sent me on my way. It was around 5am at that point. I was exhausted but knew something wasn’t right. I spent that day in more pain than when I went to the ER but eventually it went away so I tried to stay hopeful.
When I woke up on the final day I laid in bed for what felt like hours in what was the worst pain I’ve ever had. I couldn’t move and my boyfriend told me I had to go back to the ER. I don’t know that I could really even think right at the time.
We arrived and checked in at the hospital and the worst part of the pain seemed to be over. I sat in the waiting room exhausted. I was too tired to even talk at times so my boyfriend answered many questions for me.
First they drew blood again. I made it clear I didn’t want him to take it from my hand and how displeased I was with the last guy. He said they don’t like to use the hand and mentioned the guy from the other night was a fireman. After some time had passed I was wheeled to ultrasound. The entire time the technician was quiet. She didn’t show me the screen at any point. I knew that couldn’t be a good sign. After being in the waiting room a while longer I was taken to a room where I spent a few more hours of my day.
A doctor came in and said my tests weren’t ready yet and that he would be back when they all were. He gave me his business card. Ummmm ok
I got a visit from a different registration guy than the other day. When I mentioned I was there a few days ago he did a palm scan to pull up my information. He mentioned he was going to retake my picture. I was shocked and said, “What?!” He said the picture they had wasn’t good. That the last guy took it from too far away and had my boyfriend and the entire room in it. I told him I had no idea they guy even took a picture. I also told him he never came back to the room. He said he would make sure someone knew about that as he should have informed me. I mentioned the doctor giving me his business card and he said,
“You should see some of these doctors have huge cards with pictures and everything.”
He held up his hand demonstrating the size of an oversized index card. All i could do was shake my head. Ego much? I signed a form saying my information was correct and off he went. Not long after a lady came in and informed me that she was the lead registration technician. She asked about my visit with the other guy and I told her. She then showed me a piece of paper like the one I had just signed and asked if I saw it before or signed it. No! The first guy forged my signature! I really hope he got fired. I’m flabbergasted!
The nurses also had left another patient’s urine in the room. I made them remove it. I’m so not pleased with this hospital.
About an hour passed by and the doctor returned with a nurse. It appeared as if they were going to do an exam. As if it was no big deal he said I had miscarried and continued on with the exam, while I was in tears. He then said my levels were even lower than the other night. I was in shock and mentioned not being able to see the ultrasound and his response was,
“Thats not her responsibility.”
When he was done he left the room. So cold.
He stayed away for awhile while I cried. Luckily my boyfriend was right there by my side. This answer was not what he was expecting. I suspected but wouldn’t allow myself to believe it.
The doctor once again returned and was asked about the UTI. He said untreated it could be why. Really?!?!? I had no symptoms and I don’t know but I felt like he was placing blame. I told him about the doctor the other day giving me a 90% rating and saying my levels were normal. He said the doctor diagnosed correctly and he agreed. Then added that even if they knew there was nothing they could have done to stop it. I just wanted to punch this guy in the face.
I had a visit from another doctor who informed me that this was no one’s fault and they were waiting to talk to an OB to see what to do from here as there was still some tissue left.
The first doctor eventually returned and said the OB said I could go home and let it pass on my own. He said he would get me discharged very soon.
And more waiting…….
At this point I was ready to rip the IV out and just go home.
My boyfriend went to the nurse. Apparently the doctor never told them to release me! She made sure to find out if I was being released and did my paperwork ASAP. As she took the IV out she leaned over and said,
“I’m really sorry.”
For her kindness I thank her, as she was the only one who really was.
I now struggle to hold back the tears. I don’t want to look at my body for I will see the un-bloated belly and my boobs that are already back to normal. I know eventually I will be okay. I have the most wonderful man to support me. It will take time.
The next step is deciding if we want to risk going through this again and try before I’m too old (in my own mind). Whatever we decide I am happy and more in love with him everyday.
If you made it through this story, thank you for reading. If this has happened to you, I’m truly am sorry.
If you feel the need to say anything to me about this matter….. Hugs are nice, I’m sorry is cool, but what I really want and need is laughter. Post it here or on Facebook. Pics, videos, whatever. I won’t complain that you plastered my wall with 10 hilarious videos, not one bit! Make me laugh for laughter is the best medicine.
First, I would like to thank Pittsburgh Magazine. I won two tickets to The Best Restaurants Event last night in a contest they held. I had never been to an event like that before. I went over my sisters house early to try on dresses and get ready considering I am not a dressy person. I assumed it was a very dressy affair and I think for the most part it was. There were a few people in jeans and tennis shoes and one girl in boots and fish nets. They sure made me wish I had dressed down at first as the heels were killing my feet. In the end I don’t think it was a jeans event and what I was wearing was more appropriate no matter how much I wished I wore something else.
When we first walked into the room it was pretty overwhelming at how many different booths there were to go to. I had no idea ahead of time what to expect. There were people everywhere in line at the various booths to sample all the wonderful food.
It didn’t occur to me until halfway through my evening to keep track of where I was taking pics from. Thank you to my sister for suggesting it!
In the very first line I realized Chris Fennimore was in front of me. I have been watching him on WQED for years and was excited just to be in the same room.
On to the food. I am not a raw fish person at all so I avoided anything of that nature. Unfortunately there were many of them. Raw salmon, tuna, and sushi of all kinds. I just can’t stomach it and that isn’t a place I wanted to get sick in. I am sure everyone there appreciates that. I also stayed away from the alcohol with one exception. I tried a drink from Mad Mex that had an enormous amount of alcohol in it but good. If I wanted to keep eating I couldn’t keep drinking. They had various wine’s and I noticed Penn Brewery was there.
Desert first? Sure, why not. These little yummy treats came from the Sweethouse Bake Shop in Mars, PA. I tried the Brownies with cream in them and they were yummylicious.
I have eaten at a Japanese Steakhouse before but had yet to make a trip to Nakama in the Southside. They had a few tables with different items. I believe one was Sushi. I ate the item below minus the portion of meat on one side of the plate that I asked them to leave off. What I did try was very good. I wish I had asked what it was.
One table looked like a marshmallow haven by (The) Common Plea Restaurant. I heard them mention that one of them had a kick of cayenne in it. I am not sure exactly what they were but they were yummy dipped in chocolate.
Cross Keys Inn had potato pancakes. They topped them with creme and salmon. I had one, hold the salmon. I love potato pancakes and this one sure was good.
A place I heard about before, I thought from someone on Twitter but I am now thinking it was on a WQED show. Regardless I have wanted to try it ever since. Franktuary in Downtown. I tried a Veggie frank that looked like a regular hot dog, taste wasn’t too bad. I also tried Locavore which is organic, grass-fed and made locally. I am trying to eat better and buying more organic but sometimes I am having a hard time liking the food. This frank was outstanding!
Another place I adored was Wooden Angel from Beaver.
Why, oh why do they have to be so far away? I watch alot of food tv and see chefs make Risotto all the time but have never eaten it. This restaurant had pork and bacon on risotto and it was divine! I was so close to licking my plate or asking for another. I definitely want to make a trip here for dinner sometime soon.
Ok. Yo Rita in Southside was there with some drink concoction. They managed to get me to try it by not telling me what it was but encouraging me to drink it first. I never found out what it was called nor what was in it. I don’t think I want to know. I’ll be nice and just say I didn’t finish it. Sorry.
I found another yummylicious dessert from Gullifty’s in Squirrel Hill. It was an apple cake with cheesecake in the middle and drizzled with caramel. First off, OMG yummy! Second. I have an apple cake recipe that tastes so much like theirs it just might be the same recipe. I got the recipe when I was in 7th or 8th grade in home ec class.
Jac’s Cafe in White Oak had two different kinds of soup. I love wedding soup and it is difficult to find good wedding soup so I choose that. Other than a need for some parmesan cheese it was pretty good.
Dinette in East Liberty had a good Rice Pudding. They use local, seasonal and organic ingredients in their foods.
The Claddagh Irish Pub in Southside Works is somewhere I have been wanting to try. They had an Artichoke and Spinach dip that was very good.
The last dish I will comment on was from the Square Cafe from Braddock Ave. This was a cheddar and chorizo biscuit. It was pretty good but I have to admit I had to ask my sister was chorizo was. I think after many of the spicy foods I did try and bold flavors I can say I expected more flavor from it, although it was a good last food to stuff into myself before going home.
I am not sure when I can wear my jeans again after all I ate. My sister kept asking me, “Do you think you can eat more?” As small as I am I said Yes LOL I do want to mention that some of the restaurants portions were probably a bit too large. I expected a tasting. It is very difficult to taste everything with such big portions and I didn’t like to waste, especially if I didn’t like it. I did see a Twitter message from Pittsburgh Magazine this morning that leftover food was being donated.
I’m not sure how much was left over though as many booths had to close down before 8pm as they were out of food.
Here is a picture of my sister and I sitting on the floor. We could barely walk at this point. I wanted to throw the heels in the garbage and kept dreaming of walking back to the car barefoot. I did walk back to the car barefoot. I didn’t even make it down the escalator before taking them off. Thats my sister on the left and me on the right. Stupid glare in my glasses.
We did get to take the June issue of Pittsburgh Magazine home as well as a glass with the event name on it. I feel bad for the many people still in the room who wouldn’t get a glass because some greedy people were taking up to 4 glasses each. I’ve already read my issue of the magazine from front to back. I think I may subscribe again. There was a year I started receiving it out of the blue. No one would fess up to sending it to me so I chalked it up that they used a recipe I submitted years ago as they used to give a subscription if they used it in something.
I had a great time and want to thank Pittsburgh Magazine again for the tickets! I hope to attend again.
To end this very long blog here are some pictures of some of the other booths I didn’t write about.