This one is near and dear to my heart. If you follow me on instagram you may have heard about the recent passing of my Dad. Initially I had planned on working up a new springy fun colored shawl, but my heart just wasn't in it. I needed something warm and comforting - like a blanket. That's when the Stuart Throw Blanket was born. Named after my Dad, Donald Stuart, who passed after a courageous battle against cancer. A portion of the proceeds will be donated to the cause.
The Stuart Throw Blanket works up fairly quickly and is perfect for beginners. It's made with an easy to follow 2 stitch, 1 row pattern repeat; perfect for lounging on the couch and watching tv. It's airy, but heavy enough to give you that extra layer of comfort when you may need it most.
I wasn't sure if I should post this, but I feel as if I should - for my Dad, and for anyone who just knows in their gut that something is wrong, but they can't ever seem to get the right answer from a doctor. Long story short, Dad was a healthy man. About 2 years ago he started having issues. (Please forgive the rest of this post, but it's SO real.. we're humans, and it's life). He went to see a Dr about pains, which he was told were hemorrhoids. He was given medications to help - and they didn't. He went and got a 2nd opinion, same thing. Medications.. no change. Over a 2 year span, he saw 5 FIVE! different doctors - and was given the same diagnosis. No one ever recommended a colonoscopy or blood work - they just gave him the medicinal bandaid and sent him on his way. Finally, the last doctor he saw recommended blood work, and the results were off the charts. It was recommended that he get a colonoscopy right away, so he did, and right then, they knew the previous diagnosis was wrong. Stage 4 metastatic rectal cancer that had spread to his liver, kidneys, and other parts of his body. 2 years he'd been fighting this. The sad part, the Dr who did the colonoscopy said right away, he never even saw a sign of hemorrhoids - it was a tumor.
Dad was diagnosed in September of last year, and immediately started chemo treatments. Things were looking up, and then all of sudden, the Tuesday before last, he took a turn for the worst. He passed that Saturday. Since his cancer diagnosis, he has been in the absolute best care, and I can't thank everyone who helped him along this journey enough.
Needless to say, if you feel something is wrong and you feel like you aren't getting the right answer, get a 2nd opinion. Advocate for yourself (or your children) and ask for in depth blood work or anything that will put your mind at ease. I'm not bashing doctors by any means, but YOU are the only one that knows when something isn't right. If Dad had been properly diagnosed 2 years ago when it all started, I guarantee he would have had a better chance at fighting this.