Yes, I have disappeared. Sorry about that.
It all started with the dreaded ankle twist in a rehearsal two weeks ago for MeCo. Ugh. I didn't think it was that bad, until then I realized that an ankle sprain can always turn chronic if you aren't careful. I did what I thought was the prudent thing and took a couple days off from walking on it entirely. It was a good thing. But, I realized that being sedentary for two whole days (except to use the bathroom) is absolutely awful for my brain chemistry. I felt like I was living in a fog, complete apathy, horrible verbal skills, fatigue, the works. So, I got myself to the gym the next day for a swim. Much better. Until. The sore throat struck.
Not strep, just a cold. But, in a week where I was struggling already and was just bouncing back, this was not what I wanted to face. I even cried. Over a sore throat. It's true. Tears.
But, I pushed through. Got through the ACDF auditions, Chicago auditions and another MeCo rehearsal. The ankle is doing much better. I still have a few moments when it catches, but for the most part, I can walk and move around. The cold has turned into a terribly annoying cough, and I find myself very tired and still very messy in the mucous department. The end of the semester is a tease, because it is both lighter in terms of time commitments yet more stressful with student crisis right and left. There is still work to the be done and lots of it. But, I am caught without a lot of motivation.
I can't tell if I am just sick and fatigued from pushing over the last couple weeks, or if I am just lazy. I feel the guilt of being lazy, but that is not enough of a motivating factor to illicit change. All I really want to do is to do nothing. But, that isn't entirely true either. I want to be well. I am tired of being injured then sick. These two weeks have been tough on me, and it has really thrown me off my game.
I have continued to tweet, but I haven't blogged because. . . I don't know. "I hate complaining. I don't have the energy. I don't really like myself being injured and ill. I don't feel inspired. I want to just go to sleep (again). I don't even want to drink coffee for a little pep (bad sign)." I don't think I am depressed. I don't really know what to think.
But here is a list of what I do want and want to feel:
I want to feel well.
I want to feel energized.
I want to feel rested.
I want to feel accomplished (with getting my grading done).
I want to feel well. (Did I say that already? Well, I really mean it).
I want to go through a day without coughing.
I know this illness and downturn could be a result of my chronic over commitment. But, it's not that I want to do less. It is that I want to feel well enough to do more. So, when I feel bad I want to do nothing at all.
Hopefully tomorrow I will feel better. Thanks for hearing me out.
PS Expect some book reviews coming up. These past two weeks have been good for reading.