Starting to feel human again...

Between everything that happened last Wednesday—especially the injections and the traffic going home—I arrived at the house ready to go to sleep, but in pain. I spent the next two days basically sleeping, waking only to take painkiller and answer nature's call.

I rose Saturday feeling as chipper as a cow pie, and very weak. I managed to do my taiji form, but it almost sent me back to bed. Ditto Sunday.

I kept thinking of what short item I might write for therealljidol, but I could not concentrate, so that's as far as I got. Monday morning (when it was too late)... BAM... it all fell into place, but I had neither the inclination nor the energy to follow through, if merely for the sake of having written something to the prompt. Besides, while I was checking mail on my phone, actually turning on my computer just seemed... beyond my capabilities.

I worked up the stamina to post yesterday, but just barely. After I signed off, I started thinking that maybe "ping" stood for "people, I'm not gone," but no, I was just touching base, and proving to myself that not only could I think about turning on the computer, but that I could actually do so, and that not only could I think about posting something—anything—to my LJ, but I could, similarly, actually do so.

Of such small victorious steps is progress made.

Today, my actions reflected those of someone who actually had viable goals that needed tending to. I was not able to complete my rather extensive to-do list, but I put one hell of a dent in the animal.

Time to get ready for sleep. Tomorrow will be better than today.

Excelsior!