Life and All That...

As a writer, one of the worst things that can happen is an injury to your writing hand. You can't hold a pen or type on the keyboard without pain.

But even worse than having the injury is having no idea how you got it in the first place.

Yesterday afternoon I was in agony. My hand was swollen, my wrist ached, and I really, really didn't want to move it at all. But when you type for a living, you don't have much of a choice. I kept trying to remember when it started hurting and the only thing I can come up with is after my dentist appointment. It started to ache then - I don't know if I twisted it while I lay there with my mouth cranked open for two hours or what. But at any rate, I'm in some pain now and I'm thinking it's my carpal tunnel flaring anew for some awful reason. Thus, I have a wrist brace on right now and it seems to be helping.

Unfortunately, to add misery to pain, I also have a cold. My daughter had the flu virus and yesterday her fever finally broke. But she's still coughing and has a stuffy, runny nose. So I got it, too. I missed two days of work, though, so yesterday I spent the day playing catch up. Didn't even have time to do my blog surfing! I'm eager to catch up with you all and see what you've been up to!

But you know what makes me smile amidst the pain? Just thinking about my story and how badly I want to work on it. It'll have to wait until the day job is done and maybe even after this cold takes a hike. But just having the knowledge that it's there, waiting for me, gives me the incentive to take care of myself and get better.

In other news...

--Yesterday was my one-year anniversary at my job. Hard to believe I've been doing this for twelve months!

--My daughter is finally back in school! Yay!

--Hubby stayed home with our daughter yesterday and cleaned the entire house. Couldn't ask for a better surprise!