I've been really motivated this month to make progress on my writing. Apparently all I needed was a project plan. I got behind schedule last week and made up for it over the weekend and earlier this week. I'm very excited to say I only have 40 pages left to edit on my latest WIP before I give the last few chapters to my CP - and I only have about 60 pages of her novel to critique.
Yesterday morning I noticed my back was really stiff. I decided to ignore it until I got two more chapters edited. It got worse. An hour before I was supposed to leave for my writing class, I realized something was very wrong. So I stretched. And the pain was profoundly worse, so bad that the only thing that didn't hurt was to stand still with my arms at my side. Not good.
So I'm done. I couldn't go to class. I couldn't write more. These few words are killing me.
I've been avoiding medications over the last week since it makes my head fuzzy.
For the rest of the week, I'm going to be fuzzy. Hopefully I can edit some chapters between doses.
I will visit when I can. I miss you all already.