i have no pictures for this post because, let's face it, you don't want to see a picture of me with strep throat. but i have it, and it is really pulling me down. it started off with a sore throat, just one side, and a headache.
then, that night, i had the chills around 3am, the time of night when you are so tired you kind of dream of going to get more blankets and/or more pjs but don't. i ended up putting on a sweatshirt and sweatpants on top of what i was already wearing.
the next day was a series of the following: chills, sweats, nausea, splitting headache, body aches.
i got very little done that day.
but this morning, after another long night, i went to a walk-in clinic and voila...strep. so, here's where the writing comes in. i am sick, stuck in doors in sunny santa monica, but i got a lot done. once i knew what i had, got the medications necessary, i started recovering.
knowing what i had helped me rally. so now i'm looking at this quarantine as a way to make a serious dent in my latest manuscript.
i want to try to look at all my ailments and impediments and roadblocks this way. because they are coming. always something. but, i think if i could just look at them as opportunities, i might be able to get some great work done.
my excuse for distractions: oh, i'm contagious. i have strep.
distractions: oh, nevermind:)
