I’m home! Came home this past Friday. Comforting to sleep in my own bed, interesting to find my way around the apartment – I’m using a wheeled walker and while it’s a small version, it’s awkward in the bathroom – and I’m spending a fair amount of time in a recliner covered with a light blanket. Because this isn’t over yet. I’m on oral antibiotics and they make me sick and tired.
Another side effect is that I can’t stay focused. I get an idea for the novel, start in, and in a few paragraphs the idea has faded and I shut the thing down. It’s making me crazy, because it’s a good story, but I just can’t write it. I’m hoping that this will improve – has anyone out there had this experience? Does it get better?