This morning I’m able to breathe with minimal assistance from drugs. It’s a good sign, and one I’m going to run with. I also have the morning either for sleeping (if it seems necessary), or running word-related errands and a little extra writing time. I’m actually hoping for the latter, and am prepared for both.
Yesterday I wrote 29 fiction words with a total of 145 words for the day. It’s not a lot, but they were honest to goodness Valentines Day words and they kept my streak going.
Today will be better. Yesterday I got to rest at work, doing things at my desk instead of moving around the office, lifting heavy stuff, etc. I went to bed early again, but I don’t think I’ll need that kind of 9-hour stretch of sleep anymore.