Unfair
As some of you may or may not know, I’ve had some issues with chronic migraines that FINALLY seem to be resolving. (The short version: have had migraines since I was 18. Went from 0-3 migraines a month to 12-15, suddenly and without warning.…
Too good to last…
Have managed to come down with a summer cold. Am all sniffly and congested. Feeling better today. Last night was feeling as though I’d been run over by a truck or something.
*le sigh*
HOWEVER.
This is only the second time that I’ve been sick this year.…
Thin shadows cast by spring leaves
I’ve been sick this week. Really sick. This is probably the sickest I’ve been since 2009, when I have pneumonia. Wednesday was the worst. I had a high fever, I know I got confused, and I lost process. I forgot to brush my teeth that night.…
So that’s what’s wrong!
I found I was starting to slow down a little. It was around dinner time, but I wasn’t hungry. In fact, once I stopped pushing myself, I realized I was exhausted.
And my throat hurt. And I was getting congested.
I think I’m sick.…
Sick. Redux.
Friday night, after I got home from San Francisco, my chest started feeling tight. Then I realized it was filling with congestion. By Saturday morning, it was game over. Have spent the weekend in a cold & flu-like haze. I’ve managed to do a few things, but none of the things I wanted to do, as those all involved either brain power or physical exertion.…
Revisiting rescheduling
I don’t know what hit me but it’s bad. Didn’t have any brain what so ever until about 4 PM today. Completely exhausted, took a 2 hour nap this AM, a second 1 hour nap this afternoon. Both times felt as though I’d just laid down for a minute and suddenly it’s hours later.…
Rescheduling
Friday/Saturday I had what I think was a 24-hour flu, the kind where every muscle aches and you’re exhausted, but can still think. Or at least I could, and I could still write. So I was able to finish last week’s story on time.…
A solitary life
I’ve been really good this week about getting up early and writing. The short story ended up being about 8500 words, and I wrote it all out by hand over four days.
This morning I could not wake up. It wasn’t that I was exhausted so much as I couldn’t get my brain to start.…
Transitioning
Sunday I moved all my stuff into the new house. It’s nice having all my stuff in the same place, for the first time since October of last year. Most of what I’m unpacking I look at and think, “Cool! I’m so glad that’s still in my life!”…
So about that thing
I know this isn’t the first time I’ve been sick since last year’s pneumonia. I had a cold at some point last year. But this is the first time I’ve been moderate-to-very sick. It started with a sore throat on Monday, and for the first 24 hours could barely manage a whisper.…