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Thursday, January 22, 2015
I Already Did This
I Already Did This!
I had a good laugh and a scare at my own expense this
week. It’s a good thing, I needed a good
laugh. Not so happy about the scare.
The past couple of weeks I’ve been really doing a lot of
interviews but hadn’t had the time to write them up! Or at least I thought I didn’t…
We’ve had the boys over for several nights and then there
were the countless physical therapy sessions along with the doctors’
appointments that made my time feel as if it were totally non-existent. Plus, well-my pain level has been rather high
thanks to the very cold (thankfully brief) winter weather.
My neck and lower back were on fire for a few days there-so
much so that the manual therapy and extra reps of kinetic exercises did NOT
help. I decided to give in and take a
muscle relaxer and some anti-inflammatory to cut myself a break. About 40 minutes after I swallowed those 2
rather tiny pills, I realized that I was just sitting on my extra pillows with
my heated rice-filled sock on my back and staring out into space in front of my
computer.
Despite the pain, I
felt I had to get some actual work accomplished.
When I caught on to the fact that I was not working but in a
daze-I gave up and went to bed and tried to sleep it off. I didn’t really sleep. But I didn’t go back to work either.
Then a few days later, after another doctor’s appointment, a
walk with Lucky and a round of PT exercises I sat down at my desk and knocked
out one of the profiles, wrote a couple of e-mails to the press offices for the
blog I needed to write on Earth Day and then decided to keep on going and write
up another profile.
I opened up the file, the one with what I thought was just
the name and questions I had written-guess what I found????
Believe it or not-the story was written! Not only was it written-it was really WELL
written. Whoa! I couldn’t remember writing a single word of
it. That is scary enough on its own to
realize, but to discover I can do my job in a muscle relaxant coma was even
scarier!
After thinking it over, I decided to keep up the hope that
maybe, just maybe-I wrote up another one during the time I found myself staring
into space.
No, no such luck the second time around-I opened up that
file and it really was just the name of my interviewee and the questions. Darn.
