Crafting My Way Out of the Scleroderma Prison

Crafting My Way Out of the Scleroderma Prison

Scleroderma and the Ordinary Girl
My scleroderma keeps me inactive; the pain and fatigue are continuous. There are times when I feel my recliner has trapped me — that it has become a kind of prison because I am forced to rest in it all day.

I imagine that many people suffering with chronic illness of any kind would experience similar frustration and feelings of helplessness when incarceration is a necessity to survive. It is very difficult being stuck in a bed (or recliner) knowing that all around you there are so many people and things that you would like to attend to, and that you have so much you would like to give.

The worst part of this for me is the “shrinking” feeling. It is as if I am reduced to something close to a “zero.” I feel as if I contribute absolutely nothing to those around me, and life in general. I just sit, like a big inactive useless blob. At least, that’s how it feels to me.

This is a dangerous feeling because when I feel like a “nothing,” it is extremely easy for depression to take hold.

However, there is something that keeps me sane when I am stuck in my confinement.

My crochet!

Lately I’ve given a lot of thought to the healing power that crafting contributes to my life. Crochet is my craft of choice.

Since living with scleroderma, I have had to modify my technique quite a lot. No longer am I one of those eloquent-looking crocheters, with their yarn looped classily around their little finger and their hook moving deftly. I am forced to hold my hook clumsily, using my palm and several fingers, and I drop my yarn and work all the time. I’ve also modified my hook of choice to one with a flat, larger, plastic handle, and I choose patterns that are basic and less fiddly for my swollen fingers and sore wrist joints. But where there is a will, there is a way.

Being able to pick up my crochet project when I am driven to my recliner, or even my bed, has been my depression deterrent and lifesaver.

I am not sure what it is about crafting that is therapeutic, but I suspect that anyone participating in activities that involve creating something, also end up experiencing the miracle that seems to go with it. Taking a raw materials and making something lovely from them is extremely rewarding. It almost feels as if I am making something really beautiful out of my illness, because I suspect that I probably would not have found time for my crochet if I had not been unwell.

But it doesn’t end there! I have made things that I can give away to others. What began as a way to manage the distress of remaining confined has now become an opportunity to create something that is useful, and perhaps brings beauty and joy to others.

I’ve also noticed that crafting is healing for anyone, unwell, or otherwise. Last year a dear friend decided to create a crafting group in our local neighborhood. I get to it when I can and health prevails. I think all the wonderful ladies that attend would agree there is something pretty special about sitting together and creating. Hearts are opened as beautiful things are fashioned. Connections are formed by stitches in the pieces that are being made, but also between the members. There is laughter and tears. The crafting miracle has happened at another level, because as a group we have collectively created a tiny community knitted together with love.

I truly believe that crafting soothes and heals. If I could, dear readers, I would make you all a beanie or an afghan. Since this is impossible, here is a picture of one of my favorite projects – a blanket I made for my son. Enjoy.

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4 comments

  1. Lisa says:

    I too use crochet as my therapy when I’m stuck in my chair. I make everything I can think of and give it away. It gives me great joy as well to see the happiness in someone else’s face as they open their “present”. Family members ask me to make them blankets, rugs, hats, scarves, etc. and it makes me feel useful. I am actually starting to make hats for homeless during winter and premies at our local NICU. I love crochet, and I truly appreciate your article. Thank you.

    • Tim Bossie says:

      That is great to hear Lisa! Crochet, knitting, and other crafts can be quite difficult at times, but when you can do them, or during those times when you need a little “mental” therapy, it is a fantastic way to concentrate on something else. Plus, like you said, it is a great joy to see the faces of loved ones light up when you give them a present. Keep on doing what you’re doing Lisa.

  2. Christel Goetsch says:

    Such an appropriate topic choice as I made my son and new daughter in law an afghan for Christmas in their first home together! I bought the yarn in September, yet my enthusiasm waned a bit as my fingers rebelled by breaking open, so the creation was completed a bit after the holiday. I took such pride in being able to finish this and presented it to the kids with the statement, “Think of me hugging you as you wrap yourselves in this blanket!”
    (Of course, I used the colors of maize and blue to reflect their University of Michigan loyalty!)

    • Kim Tocker says:

      Hi Christel, Thanks for your comments…it can be really difficult at times with all the issues we face with our fingers, scleroderma can ply havoc with them in a number of ways….but the end product is so rewarding, and even more so when we can give our work away to loved ones. Go you!

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