It’s February! In January I:
– had brain surgery and went through post-operative recovery (recovery is ongoing)
– Mark Hamill liked a tweet I made
– wrote 7000 words of a new trashy romance novel (it’s at 8400 now but 1400 was today and it’s February today, so)
– set up a Patreon (join me if you’d like to read said trashy romance novel as it’s written)
legitimately, I am impressed/horrified/bewildered/amazed/etc at how active you’ve been post op. you’re incredible.
Today when I was writing Mum was just like “you’re not resting at all, are you?” and I replied “what? I’m lying down. It counts!”
Plus the three times since the op that I’ve pushed beyond my limit I have turned into a weepy toddler so I’m really much less impressive than I seem haha. xxxx
oh mary. i love you, but i am baffled by your ideas of what is and is not impressive.
Jen one time when I was bedridden I got a tiny bit of pasta sauce on the sheet and I couldn’t stop sobbing because I felt so stupid and useless. This is the person you are trying to claim is impressive. I spilled food in bed and cried about it.
You have such high standards for yourself that you feel useless when you, post-op recovery, do things that everyone does. And then you start writing another book.
Accept that you’re a superhero and you will cry less, is what I’m saying.
(<3333)
My housemate’s reaction when I was in hospital for seven days total rather than the expected 10-13 was “ARE YOU SECRETLY WOLVERINE?” but honestly I 100% attribute my recovery to my mother and to my amazing medical team. They’ve gone above and beyond to see I come out of this as well as I possibly can. I’ll never be able to thank them the amount that they deserve, especially not my mother. I got her and the nurses chocolates (well, @tailoftwokitties helped me get mum chocolates, and mum helped me get the nurses chocolates, because I haven’t been to a store since before the operation, ahaha) and I have cards that I gotta write in for my surgeons, but it’ll never be enough.
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