MIA

I know I’ve been MIA and haven’t blogged much lately. I’ve even been slacking on the Twitter machine. I’m sorry, loyal readers. Life’s been hard lately and I physically haven’t been able to write.

With the change in seasons, from eight months of winter to four months of spring/summer/fall, I get terrible headaches and I’ve spent a lot of time lately hopped up on pain meds. The drugs don’t really make me high and sometimes just barely help with the pain, but they do make me a little ‘fuzzy’. It’s hard to write when I feel fuzzy, even though I’ve got a lot to say.

I’ve also been dealing with a flareup of my post-traumatic stress disorder. I’ve been anxious and jumpy like you wouldn’t believe. I haven’t been sleeping well. I’ve been having nightmares and have been sleeping with the lamp on all night. In addition, there have been a lot of nights where I fall asleep sitting up. Somehow, during one of these nights, I slept with my neck scrunched at an angle and pulled something. That “something” is a problem as I think I pulled one of the three shunts I have draining excess CSF fluid from my brain to my belly. I don’t think I actually damaged the shunt but it does feel like I pulled on it and it’s going to take a couple of weeks to heal.

My life is fun like this. A lot of times I feel like friends and relatives look at me and wonder why I’m still on disability. There are a lot of reasons. These are a couple.