Well, last time I posted I was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel of winter and seasonal depression. I was looking forward to more sunshine and the last good skiing of the year. So what did I do? I managed to take a mighty tumble on the mountain and break my shoulder. My right shoulder, which is, of course, my dominant arm. There’s a lot more to this story which many other people will already know, but I’ll spare you the details of a day that was stranger than fiction.
The first two weeks were a haze of pain and pain medication. Since then, I’ve been improving the strength and dexterity of my left hand and discovering the medically approved torture system called “physical therapy”. All of this has put a spanner in my day-to-day work and set me back even further. But it hasn’t all been a terrible time. I’ve re-discovered the wonderful support and love of friends and family. You guys and gals have been great. I don’t know what I would have done without all of you.
I was also able to take a long planned trip to Rome, Italy. Traveling with your arm in a sling isn’t ideal, but it can be done. My doctors have said that I show definite signs of healing and the sling can come off in about another week and a half. (Lots of PT still ahead of me though).
I’ll be flying again tomorrow to New Orleans for the RT Booklovers Convention. This will be a great way for me to get my focus back onto my writing and a daily schedule. Nothing like being surrounded by many other writers and book fans to get the mojo flowing again. It’s been a difficult year so far but I’m trying to stay focused on the positive and to keep moving forward. Wish me luck and I’ll eat a beignet for you!