My first week of #ROW80 was a mixed bag.
On the plus side I posted five blogs (rather than four) and focused on writing in a very communal way. I was excited all week by my Team #Row80 pals who were working toward goals of their own. It made it much more exciting. On the extreme negative side, I only made about 600 of my 2,500 word goal on my pregnancy memoir.
Oh, I had big writing plans for my weekend, I swear I did. But about Friday, I started experiencing a complete health meltdown. I spent that morning under an ice pack with a migraine and nursed along a leg that was killing me. Regular readers of this blog know that I have a history of blood clots that makes ANY leg pain something to take seriously.
About mid-day on Friday I crawled out from under the ice pack and read Kristen Lamb’s amazing post with Tips for Being a Healthy Writer. I knew right away that it was my moment to have a decent discussion with God about the state of my work-life balance (which was in the toilet last week).
My conversation with The Big Guy (or Gal) went something like this:
“OK! I got the memo and I’m listening. I’ll go for a walk as soon as this leg feels better.
“Yes, really. I’m not just saying it to ease the raging guilt brought on by The Lambo’s damn post.
“But, see? Right now I’m getting up from my chair to pour an extra glass of water instead of another cup of coffee. Are you SEEING this glorious, healthful behavior? Do I at least get a few extra ‘good health’ points for that? What about that peanut butter toast I ate this morning? Does that go on the Happy Health side of the menu?”
Obviously, discussions like the one above shouldn’t be needed but I often fall into the group of writers who are over-zealous, over-focused agoraphobics during our project deadlines. The tunnel vision of word count and work and long To Do lists is hard to see past some days.
You’d think that I’d make sure that I stretch, walk, drank enough water, put my feet up and took my baby aspirin EVERY day. I’d remember to do these things as a big fat “thank you.” If you read the ‘Bucket List’ post I linked to earlier in this blog, you’d know that if God didn’t want me to be here, I wouldn’t be.
However, just in case I hadn’t REALLY read the “You Suck” health memo (i.e. raging headache and Kristen’s blog), the pain in my leg got so bad that I took a trip to the emergency room Saturday morning. Hugging my daughter and thinking about permanent goodbyes…THAT brought the memo all the way home.
God was saying, “Listen up, missy! Don’t make me come down there…”
I did take my Alphasmart to the ER with us, under the misguided notion that I’d get some #Row80 writing in. My very mild-mannered husband gave me stink eye when I started to pull it out of my bag. He only said two words – “Relax, Honey” – but they had that edge to them that said, “I will kick your a$$ all the way up and down the hall if you start typing right now!”
So I visited with him instead (and all the health professionals that came in to poke and prod). I focused on my breathing and my heart rate and not flashing my “cash and prizes” through the openings in that stupid hospital gown whenever I went to the potty.
The truth is, we’re always kind of popular when we go to our local hospital. Not just because we’ve been often enough that we usually know a few of the ER team members. We’re also popular because I have a disorder that they find interesting. (And we usually bring them chocolate.)
Generally, we ‘Rock the Row’ in the emergency room. (It was nice to know I was Rockin’ the Row SOMEWHERE!) We came, we saw, we left…blood clot free. Happy Monday! I hope you take a moment to appreciate your life today.
What about you? Are you taking care of yourself these days? Living the healthy lifestyle Kristen outlined? What are some things that you recommend for quick health tips and pick-me-ups? Any great hydration secrets you’d like to share? How are things going with the rest of Team #Row80?