Tired.
After being beaten up in physio yesterday, I had more overnight pain than any time since the operation. Not only that, but the rest of the day after the physio session was punctuated by insane fatigue and eventually almost flu-like symptoms. God knows what was released into my bloodstream from the exercises.
But I'm okay. I've rested a lot today, though I did spend a lot of time drawing and a bit of time writing. I've blown deadline #2 but that's life. My elbow has been hurting. Either tennis elbow or golfer's elbow. The physiotherapist is giving me exercises for that, too.
Blah, blah, blah. I've been writing "blah blah blah" a lot in chapter 2 of the fic in place of things I will actually have to research. Like "The New York Center for Youth Blah blah blah". Or, "He began shouting out Spanish conjugation, "Blah! Blah! Blah!"
Blah. I think even when I get back to work Monday, I'll be catching catnaps on the couch there all day.
After being beaten up in physio yesterday, I had more overnight pain than any time since the operation. Not only that, but the rest of the day after the physio session was punctuated by insane fatigue and eventually almost flu-like symptoms. God knows what was released into my bloodstream from the exercises.
But I'm okay. I've rested a lot today, though I did spend a lot of time drawing and a bit of time writing. I've blown deadline #2 but that's life. My elbow has been hurting. Either tennis elbow or golfer's elbow. The physiotherapist is giving me exercises for that, too.
Blah, blah, blah. I've been writing "blah blah blah" a lot in chapter 2 of the fic in place of things I will actually have to research. Like "The New York Center for Youth Blah blah blah". Or, "He began shouting out Spanish conjugation, "Blah! Blah! Blah!"
Blah. I think even when I get back to work Monday, I'll be catching catnaps on the couch there all day.