Daily Weaving, June 11, 2023
My husband spent one day short of three weeks in the hospital. He came home with a confusing regiment of pills that is mind boggling. I found an outdated prescription bottle to eliminate so decided to memorialize his journey in today’s weaving, #6367 in this ongoing project. Who even knows what the pills were originally intended for.
“Old age is not for sissies” as the saying goes.
The pills are attached with a hot glue gun and coated with encaustic wax which should render them useless.
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