The meds I take for migraine make me really tired. Can’t do much of anything. Even when I try to read, I fall asleep. So the past four days, I’ve been sleeping a lot. We did catch a movie on day four, when I knew the Terrible Thing had gone, but I was still really tired. All that medication had to move on out of my system.
The movie was Enchanted. Al was indulging me. He’s been a very good nurse, which is good since yesterday I didn’t do much but drool over McDreamy.
By this morning, I knew I’d be okay to work. Writing is another kind of drug to me, and after several days of no typing, I was in severe withdrawl. I tried not to overdo it. 30 pages of revision. I am almost to the part where I need to change a lot of things up. Which is perfect because Al will be back to work and the holidays will be over and I will have my writng time back. I mean, I always have a room of my own, but I love it best when it’s just me and my keyboard in the house. I’m greedy that way. I want the whole damn place!
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