What a month it has been since I was last on this blog. Each morning I would wake and say “today I will get my post up!” Then nope. Something else kept bumping my writing down the priority ladder. I was a hypocrit to my previous articles:
I wasn’t making enough time for the great stuff to balance out the pleh.
Most was not within my control, however. I had some weird health issues all hit at once. Two blood panels were drawn over ten days. I did an oxygen screening over two nights, trying to sleep with a strap across my boobs and a cannula shoved up my nostrils. There was a weird lesion on my (ahem) left arse cheek that had to be removed and sent for testing.
Top it off with a gnarly cough and cold where I kept working all but one shift and lost my voice for the entire subsequent weekend.
What the deuce, immune system? Don’t fail me now! I had some big fish to fry in a dedicated timeframe, and these issues were getting in the way.
Alas! I made it to the other side of it all and am very happy to share that I do not have skin or any internal cancers my amazing, thorough doctor was screening for. The blood tests showed that my thyroid and stomach are still cooperating quite well; the concern of possible celiac disease was able to be dismissed.
However, I do have anemia, gluten intolerance, and a cool little navy blue scar on my butt.
*Random share: I scar easily. You should see the battle wounds on my arms and legs from my childhood cat and learning to shave as a tween. Meowch.
Kinda crazy times, but I managed not to panic (well, not publicly.) I had a few solid cry sessions because geez, this would be kinda overwhelming for most people. Kudos to shedding tears and to the item I reference in the title — my self care essential that keeps me from hiding under my bed and FINALLY got me enjoying my writing again:
I listened to upbeat tunes when I needed to give myself a little celebration, and instrumental favorites when I permitted some sad to stay awhile (not too long, though. Remember the article about setting a timer?)
Thomas Newman has done the music for some of my favorite films. He has a good mix of both upbeat and soothing — I’m actually playing one soundtrack right now while typing this post! I’ve been a fan since he did the songs for Scent of a Woman. That whole storyline…oh god…*sob*…
Other faves are Victoria & Abdul (one of the best movies I watched this winter), The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, (I plan to be like these people in a couple decades) and Finding Nemo which I’ve watched at least two dozen times. Everyone on planet earth is familiar with this part!:
- Dory: Hey there, Mr. Grumpy Gills. When life gets you down do you wanna know what you’ve gotta do?
- Marlin: No I don’t wanna know.
- Dory: [singing] Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim.”
The hypothetical fishes I am frying (sorry for this reference, Nemo and pals) mentioned earlier are still ongoing, but I am cautiously optimistic of their outcome. If it all goes as it should, I would love to share that with you in a future post.
Please send positive Glow mojo! Just remember to keep some of it for you too. Now go dance in your kitchen.