My husband had bad back pain and therefore became my patient. Subject to all of my chattering and ideas bouncing off the walls! Poor guy. We were in pain together though; my wrist (splinted now for over a month) is making progress so I knit (some) but did very little else beyond chores or scrolling on FB.
How is all of this relaxing so draining? Does that make sense to anyone else?
I finally caved and started up a rousing march to get me on my feet! Only....to be sucked...back down into my chair...and watch the video after it, which was a very cool documentary! Point was, my resolve only lasted a mere two minutes. Sigh.
Hopefully things will shift. I'll get some sleep, some willpower, some story idea (have NONE at the moment and haven't written a word since finishing my last story 10 days ago). There's just too much in my head.
How do you cope when you're drained? What helps or hurts? I'm open to suggestions.
Cheers!
