It’s been quite the bumpy road back to health, but the destination seems to be within sight now. I’m telling you, recovery’s tough when you can’t eat adequately. Happily, I’ve now drained all of that bloody awful IV fluid, and can fit things in my belly, which is delightful. I’ve lost weight, but not quite as much as I feared I had, and once I take the last antibiotic this morning, my body can get back to normal function. Huzzah. I shall now proceed to eat ALL THE FOOD.
I’ve been able to do a bit of work on our Christianist textbook series. Easiest way to get back to serious writing is making fun of them, how sad is that? But it does force me to research and think, which is good exercise for the gray matter. It would be proceeding much more quickly if it weren’t for Misha, who has that peculiarly feline attraction to open textbooks, and insists on cuddles the instant I crack one.
The same thing happened tonight, when I’d just finished my heaping plate of fajitas, and digested a bit, and was just about to haul the book over. Bam! Back in my lap.
Eventually, she had her fill of cuddling, and I was able to return to debunking good Christianist education. Yes, life is indeed returning to something approaching normal. I’m just sad I missed Halloween. I didn’t have the energy to go out, so B and I sat at home eating Indian food and watching Labyrinth. It was nice, but damn it, I love doing the costume thing. I shall have to live vicariously through others – if you’ve got Halloween pics you want to share, send ‘em! dhunterauthor at gmail.
I’m off to finish this ridiculous chapter, then. Mostly normal posting should be resuming now that I’m more functional. Eventually, I’ll even start to sound clever again, with luck (and ALL THE FOOD omigod you have no idea how much I’ve missed eating gargantuan meals). See you soon, my darlings!