That got your attention, didn’t it?
Well, I wasn’t talking about anything but Christmas balls, you know, like this one…
I have been a hopeless blogger lately. Unfortunately, I haven’t been feeling up to it. It has taken a lot out of me to recover from this injury. The fatigue after walking from point A to point B is unbelievable. Together with that I have been experiencing severe headaches which is not what someone who suffers from the levels of anxiety I do needs. You see, I bumped my head when I fell and part of it until a few days ago was still sore so of course I begin to think slow bleed. Slow bleed in the brain.
So I had some tests. Turns out the headaches were just a result of the healing process. When you get a lot of bumps on your head it can take months for them to heal. My brain looks fine (although there were signs the imagination lobe was overactive…)and I have no skull fractures and no bleeds *star jumps and high kicks*
I am feeling a lot better than I was even two days ago as my stamina levels improve. Nobody told me that lying around on the couch for six weeks watching reruns of Jeopardy and Oprah’s Final Season would make it difficult for me to walk to the end of the garden. What is – a person who doesn’t acknowledge that baby steps always lead to bigger ones. Moments of Denial for $500 please, Alex.
I have missed getting around to everyone’s blogs and I’ve missed doing the things I normally do at Christmas such as making my fruit cake and my chocolates, playing Christmas carols on the piano, going in to the city and sitting in the Christmas glory that is St. Mary’s Cathedral and of course, checking out the light displays in the local neighbourhood.
So I’m going to try to do all those things over the next few days. And rejoice in the fact that I am finally in a position to do them; because that’s what Christmas is all about – the rejoicing. And big shiny balls.