Thursday, August 11, 2016

Wondering Where I Went?



I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that I have been absent from social media these last two weeks. At least, I hope you’ve noticed! I wish I could say that I have been holed up in my office working on the next great literary masterpiece that’s sure to be a bestseller and win me lots of awards. Hey, if I’m going to dream, it might as well be a big one.

The sad truth is that I’ve been sick. In fact, I have been so sick that I didn’t even turn on my computer in almost two weeks.

When I first started feeling ill, I thought maybe I was just working too much and my body was rebelling. You know, one of those burning the candle at both ends things that finally catch up to you. When I didn’t get better after a couple of days of rest, I thought maybe it was a virus so I stayed in bed, feeling miserable and whining.

Then the pain started. I’ve had some upper right quadrant abdominal pain for years. It comes and goes in its intensity, but it’s always there; so much so that I’ve learned to live with it. I’ve never worried about it since my annual physical always nets me a clean bill of health. The problem with the pain this time was that it was worse than I was used to living with and it just would not go away. To appease my husband, I finally dragged myself to the doctor.

It turns out that I had an infection, which I was given an antibiotic for. To be on the safe side, my doctor sent me for an ultrasound. Imagine my surprise when the results came back showing a problem with my gall bladder. Apparently, it has a buildup of sludge. I didn’t even know such a thing was possible. Naturally, when I was feeling a little better, I took to the internet to get a better understanding. I won’t bore you with the details.

I have been referred to see a surgeon and am awaiting that appointment. In the meantime, I’m feeling almost like myself again. My pain is back to what I’m used to, meaning it’s something I can manage and still function with my day to day activities.

Not being well enough to write for nearly two weeks was a writer’s equivalent of being tortured. Now that I’m feeling more like myself, it’s time to get back to doing what I love; writing, writing and more writing!