Juggling
Up until three and half months ago my life was a complete juggle for time. I worked anywhere between fifty to seventy hours a week, coached my daughters bowling teams six hours a week and wrote and edited none.
When a migraine started in early June, which is nothing new I’ve been have them on and off since the age of fourteen, I figured a couple of days rest and couple a tablets later I’d be back to my regular-hectic routine.
Wrong.
This is the migraine that never ends. I’ve been on sick leave since June 10 trying new pain killers and going through all the testing hoops the neurologist sees fits to make me jump.
I went from juggling for time to have having to fill twenty-two hours out of twenty-four. Oh, crazy side effect from either the pain or the meds – insomnia is now my BFF.
At first trying to read or write just angered the pain battling my brain. Now, I don’t know if it’s because I have better meds or my tolerance simply increased I can manage a few hours of writing per day and more hours reading.
I’ve accomplished more in writing endeavors in the last six weeks than I did throughout the last two years… I should be happy right?
Yes and no.
Yes, because I’ve submitted three polished pieces for publication two of which have been accepted, crossing fingers on third. Started shitty 1st draft on new novel ¾ done and re-patched an old manuscript together – cringe at the editing process or re-write…
No, because I miss my crazy busy schedule. Being an invalid at home that can’t drive anywhere due to heavy migraine symptoms i.e. dizziness, queasiness and troubled vision well you get the drift driving and this combo – bad. If that wasn’t bad enough the new hoop I must jump; drop my coffee addiction.
Is that even doable??
When a migraine started in early June, which is nothing new I’ve been have them on and off since the age of fourteen, I figured a couple of days rest and couple a tablets later I’d be back to my regular-hectic routine.
Wrong.
This is the migraine that never ends. I’ve been on sick leave since June 10 trying new pain killers and going through all the testing hoops the neurologist sees fits to make me jump.
I went from juggling for time to have having to fill twenty-two hours out of twenty-four. Oh, crazy side effect from either the pain or the meds – insomnia is now my BFF.
At first trying to read or write just angered the pain battling my brain. Now, I don’t know if it’s because I have better meds or my tolerance simply increased I can manage a few hours of writing per day and more hours reading.
I’ve accomplished more in writing endeavors in the last six weeks than I did throughout the last two years… I should be happy right?
Yes and no.
Yes, because I’ve submitted three polished pieces for publication two of which have been accepted, crossing fingers on third. Started shitty 1st draft on new novel ¾ done and re-patched an old manuscript together – cringe at the editing process or re-write…
No, because I miss my crazy busy schedule. Being an invalid at home that can’t drive anywhere due to heavy migraine symptoms i.e. dizziness, queasiness and troubled vision well you get the drift driving and this combo – bad. If that wasn’t bad enough the new hoop I must jump; drop my coffee addiction.
Is that even doable??
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