In which Philia wonders whether she will ever write anything interesting again
The world conspires against me. I actually had a week off medical appointments last week, and I think I spent most of it in disbelief. Hoping that hospital visits will wind down now. But no. I had to go in on Monday, when they told me my liver values were up again and I needed another scan on Friday, and another appointment next Monday. Oh, plus the surgeon next Friday. And a meeting with a GI guy sometime in the future.
And I got called for jury duty AGAIN. I swear my name comes up as soon as my three years run out, every time.
I have to get the car inspected before the end of the month, which is...really soon.
Let's not even talk about the plumber.
So once again all my attention is stuck on practical things, and not just practical but BORING. My creative brain is sapped.
In happy news, my good college friend drove two hours to see me last Sunday and brought me a birthday cake! Also, managing to go to Aikido again. I feel pretty good, despite draining a liter of fluid from my chest every day. I just really, really want a writing project compelling enough to keep my focus through all this medical crapola.
A belated happy new year to you all!
And I got called for jury duty AGAIN. I swear my name comes up as soon as my three years run out, every time.
I have to get the car inspected before the end of the month, which is...really soon.
Let's not even talk about the plumber.
So once again all my attention is stuck on practical things, and not just practical but BORING. My creative brain is sapped.
In happy news, my good college friend drove two hours to see me last Sunday and brought me a birthday cake! Also, managing to go to Aikido again. I feel pretty good, despite draining a liter of fluid from my chest every day. I just really, really want a writing project compelling enough to keep my focus through all this medical crapola.
A belated happy new year to you all!