Please Pardon My Recovering

The thing with healing is that the first few days always seem the worst - technically speaking, they are, but my point is that once you've gotten past them, you get lulled into believing you are on the mend and start acting naturally. You start trying to go back to your daily routine, doing the things you know you probably shouldn't, but feel well enough to, so you do them anyway.

But it's really that second wave of healing - those four or five days after you first pulled that muscle, the day after you burned the roof of your mouth - that the full extent of the pain becomes apparent. It's the dull ache of soreness that literally stalks your every...

Okay, okay; I wax "poetic."

I'm just saying I'm still recovering. I managed to start on a few posts one day last week when I was feeling better, so I'm going to try and roll-out some stuff today and schedule more for the rest of the week, but it's still going to be up to the Fates for now.

© C Harris Lynn, 2010