What a Difference a Day Makes
I'm feeling much, much better, physically and emotionally, than I was when last I posted. Hooray for antibiotics and codeine, chicken soup and chocolate, sympathetic ears and therapeutic whining!
I have much more energy, and although I'm still hacking (probably will be for some time), I'm having a much easier time breathing, which means that I get better rest and am consequently in a better mood. At this time, I will gratuitously plug those Shower Soother tablets that you put in your shower, to fill your bathroom with billowing clouds of mentholated mist. I started taking a shower with those before bedtime and they made a big difference in my congestion levels. Also, Othello took a hitherto never-demonstrated interest in sleeping under my covers, curled up against my chest like a furry water bottle. I don't know that that served any medical purpose, but it did make me feel good.
As far as my case of self doubt... can I just say how wonderful you all are? ~hugs flist~ Thank you so much to all of you who extended your support and your sympathy! I never open up that way, and your kind thoughts meant so much to me. Extra special thanks to duniazade and ozratbag2 for chatting and commiserating with me, and to lithiumdelusion for the wonderful Anti-Valentine that made me grin.
Also, since I've admitted that I've never had a Valentine and talked about how horribly inadequate the day makes me feel, I have to admit that my Valentine's Day was really not bad at all. In fact, my dad went out of his way to deliver to me an obscenely huge, heart-shaped box of good chocolates and a very nice card, addressed to "My Daughter, Who Loathes Valentine's Day." Given that my Dad often forgets birthdays and has very little natural gift-giving talent, I was really incredibly touched that he went out of his way to brighten a day that he knows is very rough for me.
Possibly I got a little misty eyed over it, though that was probably just anticipation in the face of all that chocolate. (Hey, Count D does it all the time!)
My writing mojo is also back, thank goodness. Thanks again to everybody who advised me to give it a bit of a break before going back to look over what I had in a saner frame of mind. I did have to prune out a few bits that actually were rubbish, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I feared. I am giving it a last few look-overs and then it will be on its way to beta readers. ~throws confetti~ As a bonus, I got another bunny for a short, rare-pair story that I will have to finish soon. I also wrote a handful of drabbles (for the Final Word Challenge and psohdrabble), which seems to have unstoppered whatever was giving me problems before.
Last but not least, I have finally caved and joined grangersnape100. I may lurk just a bit to get a feel for the way the comm works, but I'm sure I'll be participating soon.
I have much more energy, and although I'm still hacking (probably will be for some time), I'm having a much easier time breathing, which means that I get better rest and am consequently in a better mood. At this time, I will gratuitously plug those Shower Soother tablets that you put in your shower, to fill your bathroom with billowing clouds of mentholated mist. I started taking a shower with those before bedtime and they made a big difference in my congestion levels. Also, Othello took a hitherto never-demonstrated interest in sleeping under my covers, curled up against my chest like a furry water bottle. I don't know that that served any medical purpose, but it did make me feel good.
As far as my case of self doubt... can I just say how wonderful you all are? ~hugs flist~ Thank you so much to all of you who extended your support and your sympathy! I never open up that way, and your kind thoughts meant so much to me. Extra special thanks to duniazade and ozratbag2 for chatting and commiserating with me, and to lithiumdelusion for the wonderful Anti-Valentine that made me grin.
Also, since I've admitted that I've never had a Valentine and talked about how horribly inadequate the day makes me feel, I have to admit that my Valentine's Day was really not bad at all. In fact, my dad went out of his way to deliver to me an obscenely huge, heart-shaped box of good chocolates and a very nice card, addressed to "My Daughter, Who Loathes Valentine's Day." Given that my Dad often forgets birthdays and has very little natural gift-giving talent, I was really incredibly touched that he went out of his way to brighten a day that he knows is very rough for me.
Possibly I got a little misty eyed over it, though that was probably just anticipation in the face of all that chocolate. (Hey, Count D does it all the time!)
My writing mojo is also back, thank goodness. Thanks again to everybody who advised me to give it a bit of a break before going back to look over what I had in a saner frame of mind. I did have to prune out a few bits that actually were rubbish, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I feared. I am giving it a last few look-overs and then it will be on its way to beta readers. ~throws confetti~ As a bonus, I got another bunny for a short, rare-pair story that I will have to finish soon. I also wrote a handful of drabbles (for the Final Word Challenge and psohdrabble), which seems to have unstoppered whatever was giving me problems before.
Last but not least, I have finally caved and joined grangersnape100. I may lurk just a bit to get a feel for the way the comm works, but I'm sure I'll be participating soon.