gillpolack @ 2015-07-16T16:03:00

I'm more cheerful than yesterday. I'm not doing my best work, and I'm doing work in dribs and drabs, but I'm definitely doing it. If I can continue at this pace, I'll finish my book in time, which was the big worry. It may not be quite as good a book as it could have been, if my life behaved with charm and elegance, but all the groundwork I did means that it should be sound. Last time my eye was this bad, I couldn't actually do much of anything for months (because so much was so bad) so I'm pretty pleased with myself. I can still hardly see out of my right eye, but my life is not completely messy.

Part of this is because of my friends. I have a lift to the hospital tomorrow and help with shopping on Saturday. I have DVDs to half watch so that I can't get too morose because reading will be a bit tough til my eye settles. Not having to fret about food really makes a difference.

I'm still behind and I'm still (to be honest, very worried) but if I can meet my deadlines and have the stuff for daily life, I'll be fine.

One day I will have an ordinary life with ordinary joys, but right now I'm going to have a lavender scented bath and then slowly sort out Ch 5 while half-watching DVDs and half resting that eye. I'm making appalling jokes at every possible opportunity and I'm resting in between doing almost everything. That's the thing about ever-changing eyesight: it really is quite exhausting. But I've been here before and it's much easier this time, because I did so very, very much before everything went haywire and because I have help with crucial things.

While I'd love to get ahead with things, at the very least I won't get too far behind! And my deadlines will be met. And I shall be exceedingly smug and annoy so many people...