I’m here to tell you that it’s okay to fall. It’s human to fall. And it’s okay to forsake a thing for a while — perhaps for even five years, as I did with The 33. But don’t you dare walk away from it, not for good. Don’t turn your back on the shaggy thing, and that soggy first-draft copy. Don’t you dare ignore what you were born to do: to herd words.
Stay in the crazy-making business. It’s the best job I know.
–J.C. Hutchins, “This Crazy-Making Business Called ‘Writing'”
Two of my favorite comforts after surgery.
So about my surgery…
I had every girl’s favorite doctor appointment at the end of October. I’ve been having a lot of on-again-off-again cramping since Cricket was born, and Thumper’s arrival only made it worse. Intimacy has been difficult, to say the least. When I went to the doctor, they did an ultrasound and found that I had a cyst on my right ovary. My doctor wanted to keep an eye on it, so I scheduled a follow-up appointment in early December. That ultrasound showed no cysts. Yay!
But then a couple days after Christmas, I started cramping again, and it was worse than ever. I was dizzy from the pain, and sweaty and queasy to boot. I tried walking, I tried lying still, but nothing eased the pain. The only reason I got any sleep that night was because I took some Tylenol PM. I cramped all through the night and most of the next day, then I was sore for two days afterward. It was miserable.
I managed to get an appointment with my doctor the Monday after Christmas…
So…
First thing tomorrow morning, I’ll be in surgery. It was supposed to have happened earlier this month, but my insurance company screwed things up and I was forced to reschedule. I don’t know how well I’ll be feeling the next day or two, so I may not post for a while. Hopefully I’ll be back to normal in a day or two (laparascopic surgery is supposed to have a shorter recovery period; I sure hope so).
In the meantime, it’s been a busy weekend. We had an open house today and had five groups of people stop in to check out our house. Two of them were very interested, so hopefully that will translate into an offer. We really need to get our house sold.
Here’s hoping everyone has a great week! 🙂
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What a whirlwind this month has been so far! I can’t believe it’s already the halfway point of January.
Of course, this means that I’ll be 30 before I know it. That’s right, the big day is at the end of the month. It’ll be an interesting one this year, for a bunch of reasons, and I’ll be glad to kiss the big 3-0 goodbye next year (for other reasons).
Here’s hoping 30 (and 31) are better for me than they were for my mom. This is something that is going to weigh heavily on my mind for a long time. I may even try to explain it at some point.
But not right now. That’s not supposed to be the point of this post. The point of this post is that holy cow, I can’t believe January’s half gone. Yep. That’s it. That’s the point.
Mosaic image of Mars as seen by Viking 1, 22 February 1980 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
There’s a game going around Facebook today, wherein someone tags you to share a passage from page 7 of your current work in progress. I was tagged, but I had a little trouble deciding what to post – I’m working on three things at the moment (well, sort of). I’m still working on that short sci-fi piece that I started back in May, in addition to mulling over revision possibilities for The Lokana Chronicles, and since my short been getting a lot of my time lately, I finally decided to go with that.
And now, because I’m too tired to come up with something better, I’m going to post it here. (It was a long weekend; I’m still in recovery.) From my story, The Colony, I give you a conversation between Lynn Treadwell, the protagonist, and Mr. Edward Barrington III, an executive with the Company, who’ve sent Lynn’s husband to Mars as part of a colony expedition:
…It doesn’t show signs of stopping…
This week was full of weather, among other things. From the much-discussed polar vortex to today’s (tonight’s) ice storm, it’s been a frosty week.
Don’t believe me? Here’s the proof:
And, joy of joys, we’re supposed to get two inches of snow on top of all the ice. And I have to brave the weather tomorrow so that someone can come and look at my house. Here’s hoping they put in a reasonable offer.
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Let it never be said that internet friendships are not as real, not as meaningful, as IRL friendships. One can lead to the other, and when tragedy strikes or blessings rain down, cyber friends are often just as despairing or ecstatic as the friends down the street.
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I haven’t been feeling well lately. I’ve been dealing with a nasty headache off and on all week, and I was supposed to have surgery yesterday. Thanks to my insurance company dropping the ball, I was forced to reschedule at the last minute. I’ve had a dozen ideas for posts, but I haven’t gotten any of them written (although I did start one – I think it was on Monday).
Since I didn’t have to work today, I thought I’d take a little nap and see if it helped. I was hoping it would. I was wrong.
I got the idea for this post from my friend Sammy, and the idea is to list thirteen positive things and connected to me (at least, that’s what I gathered from her brief intro). This list is in no particular order, except for the order in which they occurred to me. So, without further ado, here are thirteen positive things from 2013:
Here’s hoping everyone has a very merry Christmas! I’m looking forward to a day full of family and fun. From my family to yours, have a wonderful holiday!
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 