Today's work soundtrack includes this:
Writing has been gloriously lacking in struggle of late. I'm happy when I wake up, and happy when I get on with the writing. Everything is so much better that I found my joy again. I'm thrilled that resolving it required so little effort and that I caught it as quickly as I did. Burn out is definitely a thing.
I haven't talked about Sam the Sea Monster in a while. Largely, it's because I've been playing 20 questions with my body for a month. "Is the problem this?" "How about this?" A big part of it seems to have been dehydration to the point that it didn't matter how much water I was drinking. Yeah. That's bad. So, on my BFF's advice, I started adding electrolytes to the water, and like magic the ocular migraines were cut by about 2/3rds. Oddly, so did the need for near constant food nibbling. (That's a relief. That level of intake monitoring is not fun, we'll just say. I now have so much sympathy for those who have to do that. [shudder]) The acupuncture seems to have taken the edge off the pressure inside my skull too, and reduced the flashing lights to once or twice a day, if that. Funny, I didn't understand how bad the pressure was until some of it had been relieved. Yikes. Of course, now I notice how jacked up and painful my neck is, but I'd rather have the bees nest in my neck and shoulders than my head. I can get a massage for that. Brain? Not so much. That said, PROGRESS!
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