Keeping Upbeat During Illness Is a Challenge

Do I still have a blog? You wouldn’t know it by how infrequently I’ve updated it lately. Sometimes life can overwhelm. When that happens, I like to believe that I will always be plucky enough to fend off the doldrums and shake my fist defiantly at the obstacles that beset me. However, when illness weakens your knees and keeps you motionless in bed, is there enough pluck to lift your fist, never mind keep your spirits up?I ’ve been incredibly sick this Fall. I started my journey on September 7th. I attended FanX in Salt Lake City, had a good time attending with my daughter, then came home and tried to fight off a case of con crud. After about a week, I thought I had licked it. The sky was clear for a change, and an open parking lot was calling to me. While my daughter was in therapy, I pulled out my longboard for some therapy of my own. I usually wear gear because of my Tourette’s, but I was certain I could be careful. I lasted six minutes.The moment my wheels hit that evil, cursed twig, my board became instant friends with friction, and I pitched forward as if I was hinged to the pavement. My hands broke the fall, but I took a lot of damage. Clearly, I wasn’t well. My graceless plummet was all the proof I needed. A few days later I was in the ER late at night, getting my hand x-rayed and describing my cold symptoms to the doctor. I had relapsed.Off and on, off and on the cold went, but the off days quickly shortened. By the end of September I was bed...
Source: The Splintered Mind by Douglas Cootey - Category: Psychiatry Tags: Depression Goodreads Journaling Somnambulating Source Type: blogs