I took my first foray away from Adrastos World HQ yesterday morning to see my doctor. During my hospitalization, I was criticized for not having a primary care physician. That ended yesterday.
My new doctor was a member of the team that took such good care of me when I was so very sick; she was the standout among an excellent group of medicos. The medical system worked for a change: It gave me the right doctor to help me move past this crisis and back to health. It will require patience on the part of the patient. So it goes.
I was exhausted by my brief return to the world, which meant I didn’t have the energy to write a post to meet my internal deadline of midnight. I hope to be able to get back to the normal Odds & Sods combination of mirth, literary mayhem, and satirical nonsense sometime next month. For the time being, this feature will serve as a way to update my condition to our readers.
First Draft has always been a special place. The connection between our writers and readers is real and deep. It’s important to me to share some of what I’m going through to continue and further that connection. I hope that wasn’t too icky. I’ve been on the gushy and emotional side as I recover. Don’t worry: I can still kick ass with the best of them. I’m coming for The Clownfish DBA Jeff Landry as soon as I am able.
My recovery is going to be slow. I lost a lot of blood and suffered some trauma to my body when I fell and whacked my head. I was lucky: there were no broken bones just bruises to my pride. I’m going to be fine; I just have to slow my life down to a crawl so I can run again as it were.
I mentioned the temporary transition of this feature into my sick bed chronicles. As a part of that plan, such as it is, I’m using the same Max Ernst featured image that adorned my Bayou Brief column, 13th Ward Rambler. I’m also going to use blood tunes as theme songs for the duration of my recovery. It’s not much of a plan but it’s mine all mine.
That was a longwinded way of concluding this week’s post with the theme song. The last word goes to The Smithereens.
