Improving and Back At It

Just wanted to say I am back to writing, here and there, and the pain has returned to not-fun but manageable levels for me.  Physio is probably a thing of the past, since I'm scared of a repeat and just having that appointment every week and needing a couple days in bed to recover after was playing havoc on its own.

So, yeah, hoping for some boring normal over this summer and just tapping away at the phone pumping out new scenes.  Really enjoying the one I'm writing now, in fact...and the next one I get to introduce a new Welf for ya'll!

Generally Not So Great Update

I'm really tired of typing posts like this, but...I do have a open and honest pact with you all about my progress, the ups AND the downs.

Short story:  hurt myself at physio on the 18th of April.  Not even like an exercise, just trying to lie down face first on a table weirdly enough.  Felt a pop in my mid back and by the time I got home...

Spent about ten days stuck in bed in incredible pain, basically in the fetal position on my right side moving as little as possible.  Considered going to ER, but given how ineffective they've been for me over the years, didn't want to torture myself in a chair for hours to be told there was nothing to be done since I'm not dying or bleeding.

Feeling on the higher side of my "normal" pain range now.  Hence me being able to type this really quick.

So...not much new writing, probably have an RFA coming up soon, and pretty bummed out.

Am improving day to day and I did finish a key scene before I hurt myself, have one setup (literally!) chapter left to write before the political chaos erupts! (beyond Moira's familial machinations which I know you all love soooooo much)

I guess the good news of not having physio any more would be that I'll have tons more free time to write (and play video games since this interrupted my BG3 plans something horribly...) and it felt like something I had to try to see if it helped.

Just typing this out made me feel better...and want to write.

Richard Raley:  eternal optimist.  Probably with a curse word and a bodily fluid reference thrown in there somewhere...