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“Rainy Days and Mondays”

Yeah, it’s been another of those days. Rainy and miserable. And not much change in store for the week. But for a brighter note there was a cardinal in the (still leafless) maple tree in my back yard this afternoon, and his song was just the cheery counterpoint I needed.

Only one more day and then I have six days off. My staffing agency called this afternoon to see if I wanted to work on Wednesday, even if only half the day. (Wednesdays are my scheduled days off.) I have a doctor’s appointment first thing in the morning, though, and an “exercise pulse oximetry test” later in the morning, and since I don’t know how long that will take I had to turn them down. I’m not sure what happened to the nurse that is supposed to be there on Wednesdays, but not my problem.

Writing in 100 word segments is still working well for me, except that sometimes I feel like I’m losing the thread of the story and going off on a tangent. That can be fixed in editing, I suppose, and as long as I remember to trust the process it will all turn out all right. Who knows? I might like the tangent better than the planned version.


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Guess What?

I survived a whole weekend without falling up the steps, getting stuck in the bathtub, or ending up in the ER being admitted to the hospital. Things are looking up. (I did, however, manage to fall out of bed while trying to get in it, so my streak of freaky accidents continues unabated.)

And I ended up doing a huge amount of laundry, mostly, I’m guessing, because I wasn’t home last weekend to do it. Either that or my clothes are sorting themselves into baskets when I’m not around.

Writing continues. I’m still adding a little over 500 words a week to the prequel to Song and Sword, and a hundred or so words a week to Wild Worker and to the FF Vampire story that still needs a name.

Only having to write 100 words a day takes so much pressure off… Writing is actually starting to be fun again. No pressure. No deadlines…

Eep! Except for a flash fiction piece with a submission deadline at the end of the month that I’ve barely even thought about.

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What a Week!

So, when I last left all you intrepid followers, I was regretting having agreed to a Saturday shift. Well, it turns out that it was a good thing that I did.

I’ve been short of breath lately and it had been getting worse – bad enough that I had actually scheduled a doctor’s appointment to get checked out.

When I went into work Saturday morning, I was struggling to catch my breath from the walk into the building from my car and the off-going nurse wanted to call an ambulance for me. I refused, said I just needed to catch my breath, got report, assured her I’d be okay but would call if I couldn’t do it (she insisted) and she left, after giving the aide strict instructions on who to call if I collapsed.

I started rounding up stuff for the first person I had to give meds to and had to sit down. I had the aide call the nurse to come back, again refused paramedics and ambulance, and got away by promising I would go to the ER. They both insisted on walking me to my car, even though she didn’t think I should drive.

So, I came home, got some stuff ready for my roommate to bring to the hospital if they admitted me, and drove to the ER, where I was hooked up to all sorts of stuff, poked, prodded, stabbed (seriously, I’m horrible to get an IV into) and admitted.

I was there until late Tuesday night (finally got out around 10:00 pm) and have had more tests than I ever want to have again.

The good news is that it wasn’t a return of the fluid buildup around my lungs, as I had feared. The bad news is that it’s anemia which seems to take a lot longer to cure. (The anemia is apparently from some bleeding ulcers, which have started to heal. The “started to heal” is the good thing. The bad thing is that I can’t take ibuprofen anymore and acetaminophen just doesn’t do as good of a job. So… must find new ways to deal with pain.)

Back to work yesterday. Still weak and struggling to breathe and now pollen is starting so let’s add allergy-induced asthma to the list of fun things.

Speaking of fun things, for what I think is the first time ever, I’m not doing Camp NaNoWriMo. I just don’t have the energy. Hopefully I’ll be better by the July session.

I am, however, doing NaPoWriMo. For those not familiar with it, it is based on, but not affiliated with, NaNoWriMo, and is a challenge to write a poem a day for thirty days.

If you’re interested, my NaPo blog is Craptastic Poetry Lives Here.

Also, I’ve still managed to keep up with my 100 words a day, even though it’s really nearly impossible to get a hospital bed and the over the bed table to achieve a workable height.

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Searching and Writing and Driving

I still haven’t found the latest version of Onyx Sun, but then, I haven’t been looking too hard, although I did do a bit of a clean out up in my room. I should make it a point to spend at least five (preferably fifteen) minutes every night before I go to bed working on organizing stuff up there. Of course, that would give the dogs time to get comfortable on my bed, so I’d have to argue with them about who sleeps where when I finished. (The Diva isn’t a problem; she’ll vacate the bed when asked. Demon Dog, on the other hand, will grudgingly get up and move to the other end of the bed and still not leave me quite enough room.)

Anyhow, I’m not even entirely sure that I didn’t bring the printout downstairs although it hasn’t shown up in this area yet.

All I know is that it’s in the house somewhere. And I’m pretty sure that it’s not tucked into a tote bag. (At least, I don’t remember putting it in a tote bag, but on the other hand, it’s not where I remember seeing it last, either.)

Meanwhile, I’m managing to keep up on my hundred words a day, even on days when I don’t feel like writing. I’ve discovered that I actually like writing in hundred-word bursts. It makes for slow progress, yes, but it’s easy and stress-free, and it lets me have time to think about where I’m going next with a scene or conversation. And it gives me a daily feeling of accomplishment.

In other news, the evil day job is not really evil, but the roads sure were, especially on the way home. I enjoy working in the school nursing office, but I really miss my three-minute commute to meet the bus and being able to leave the driving to someone else. (I should have been back on that assignment today, but the bus company didn’t have a driver for the route, and they don’t have one for tomorrow, either, so it’s back to the nursing office.)

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