Before my surgery I wrote nearly every day for 6 hours or so. Now I'm lucky if I don't feel as if my InStyle magazine isn't written in Portuguese.
It will pass. I'm sure it's the meds. In the meantime I HAVE A DATE FOR MY FINAL DEFENSE (!!!!!!!!!) this May. I LOVE my dissertation chair. LOVE her.
I can do it. (But not this week, haha.) Being patient with my body, letting myself heal, and taking advantage of having the mental capacity of an 11- year old has its perks. Can we say Women's World magazine, anyone?
I will say that for someone who fancies herself a bit of an intellectual, this time is both scary and funny.
xoxo,
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