I first began learning to crochet when I started learning to ride a motorcycle. I wanted to have something to do in the wintertime to distract me from not being able to ride. After the accident, while I was in the hospital, I asked for yarn and was given bags full of it. I began trying to crochet, the yarn getting tangled up in my wires and tubes attached to me. When the nurses would come in, they would have to remove all the yarn off me to be able to do what they needed to. Now I crochet to keep my hands and my mind busy from all the PTSD thoughts and backflashes.
