So. I have just had a lovely squash crepe with a spinach salad on the side, and I am not quite ready to dive back into the story I'm trying to finish. Seems like a reasonable time to recap.
Yesterday was the first day in 16 that I was not Having An Official Rest. There was significant enforced resting before that, too, but I was doing serious, serious rest in that period. No cooking, no errands, no laundry, no chores, no writing, no nothing.
It was extremely good for me in some interesting ways. One of the rules was that I could write down new things (ideas for stories or snippets towards stories I already had) but could not pursue them. After the first two days, that started happening a lot. Not working on old ideas made my brain go, "Oh, not those? Okay, how about this? Or that? Or this other thing here?" And that was extremely good for me, and I think a lot of those ideas are going to be solid and interesting and good.
I also feel a lot less exhausted--I can watch a DVD at 8:00 p.m. and not fall asleep, is the main example I've been giving people for the less-exhausted. Eight hours of sleep in a night is feeling a lot closer to enough, which was my standard before the vertigo started acting up lo those many years ago. Dealing with vertigo is extremely tiring, and I will probably need to take rest periods like this sometimes as long as I am.
What the rest did not do: it did not affect the vertigo. Not even a little bit. If you'd seen me yesterday trying to stand by the kitchen counter to cut an avocado...the swaying really alarmed
timprov, and he's been seeing the vertigo-related stuff for years now.
What this means: things have been getting bad enough again that I will have to go back on a med with significant side effects. I am not thrilled with this, but it helped last time, it will probably help this time, and I'm just not safe like this. The falls, the near-misses...they're not safe. So I need to deal with the side effects.
One of my friends was praising my patience with this today, and it's not that I'm patient. It's that the impatient bits don't do anything. They don't help. So there's not a lot of sense in expressing them, because they don't go anywhere. Makes a lot more sense to talk about books, or that soup I'm trying to figure out how to make, or what hilarious and wonderful thing my godson said last week. But I said I was doing this rest thing, so I figured I should let you know how it went.
Yesterday was the first day in 16 that I was not Having An Official Rest. There was significant enforced resting before that, too, but I was doing serious, serious rest in that period. No cooking, no errands, no laundry, no chores, no writing, no nothing.
It was extremely good for me in some interesting ways. One of the rules was that I could write down new things (ideas for stories or snippets towards stories I already had) but could not pursue them. After the first two days, that started happening a lot. Not working on old ideas made my brain go, "Oh, not those? Okay, how about this? Or that? Or this other thing here?" And that was extremely good for me, and I think a lot of those ideas are going to be solid and interesting and good.
I also feel a lot less exhausted--I can watch a DVD at 8:00 p.m. and not fall asleep, is the main example I've been giving people for the less-exhausted. Eight hours of sleep in a night is feeling a lot closer to enough, which was my standard before the vertigo started acting up lo those many years ago. Dealing with vertigo is extremely tiring, and I will probably need to take rest periods like this sometimes as long as I am.
What the rest did not do: it did not affect the vertigo. Not even a little bit. If you'd seen me yesterday trying to stand by the kitchen counter to cut an avocado...the swaying really alarmed
What this means: things have been getting bad enough again that I will have to go back on a med with significant side effects. I am not thrilled with this, but it helped last time, it will probably help this time, and I'm just not safe like this. The falls, the near-misses...they're not safe. So I need to deal with the side effects.
One of my friends was praising my patience with this today, and it's not that I'm patient. It's that the impatient bits don't do anything. They don't help. So there's not a lot of sense in expressing them, because they don't go anywhere. Makes a lot more sense to talk about books, or that soup I'm trying to figure out how to make, or what hilarious and wonderful thing my godson said last week. But I said I was doing this rest thing, so I figured I should let you know how it went.
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Date: 2012-02-03 01:53 am (UTC)And yay for new story ideas!
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Date: 2012-02-03 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 02:45 am (UTC)That part is really cool. It reminds me of some of the exercises that helped me from The Artist's Way, like the one about not reading or watching TV for a week and the one about finishing or getting rid of old projects.
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Date: 2012-02-03 02:49 am (UTC)But for me, it's important not to prune too enthusiastically. Mike Ford once compared unfinished projects to the nurse logs of the forest ecosystem, and I think that clearing my forest floor of all of them would probably not work well.
On the other hand, finishing stories that are nearly there before I start into a big novel project is a very good idea.
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Date: 2012-02-03 02:54 am (UTC)One of the lessons that I learned from knitting and have now applied to work and writing and various other creative pursuits is that I actually make more progress when I have several projects on the go than when I only have one.
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Date: 2012-02-03 02:56 am (UTC)The nice thing about novels is that I often find Chapter 2 of a novel and Chapter 17 of the same novel to be very different work experiences, so while they're closer than even linked short stories, they're farther away than different scenes in Chapter 2 from each other.
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Date: 2012-02-03 05:19 am (UTC)Mris, sorry about the stupid vertigo. Glad about the less exhaustion though.
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Date: 2012-02-03 08:13 am (UTC)Anyway, I am glad the rest helped, but sorry it didn't help in the more central way. Fingers crossed that you find a good way to mitigate the side effects.
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Date: 2012-02-03 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 04:30 pm (UTC)Yes, that. My partners were telling me recently that I should complain more. I figure, when I have expressed my unhappiness once, it's done being expressed and I should just get on with being sick/injured/whatever and not go constantly reminding myself about it. Because, yes, it doesn't help. If it helped I would be complaining all over the damn place.
I am glad that you are rested, and sorry that you're going to have to deal with the side effects again. Boo, side effects.
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Date: 2012-02-03 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 10:37 pm (UTC)This is like that thing where I have to raise my voice or Andres doesn't believe I'm upset, isn't it?
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Date: 2012-02-03 10:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 10:47 pm (UTC)I think the real problem here is that you're using XML to indicate your feelings, so you're all "but I didn't say < / sick >!" (or < / like >, or whatever) whereas other folks are using some kind of packet-exchange method where we're like "I feel this now. Please ACK."
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Date: 2012-02-03 06:07 pm (UTC)I would have long gone off into the myriad maze of madness [that alliteration's so bad it's lovely] from just the frustration.
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Date: 2012-02-03 08:31 pm (UTC)I am really sorry that the rest time had no effect on the vertigo. That really sucks. I hope you find a real solution soon.
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Date: 2012-02-03 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 09:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-04 07:46 pm (UTC)I'm very glad about the insights you have had and about the significantly decreased exhaustion.
P.