When Life Kicks Your A**, Find A Smile
I had a different post planned for today, but then my friend Chastity asked me to write up a quick quest post for her blog and it made me take a step back and think about my life for a moment.
Chastity is hosting What Makes You Smile on her blog and she's inviting other authors to send in a list of 10 things that make them happy or smile. Easy, right?
Well, yeah, except life's been kicking my ass lately and I wasn't sure I could come up with anything that made me smile. But hey, I figured at the very least, it would give me a chance to reflect on those little things that I take for granted. And that's exactly what I did.
*The list was supposed to be up today, but she's an erotic romance author and all about the tease and suspense, so you've got to wait until tomorrow to read it. Don't worry, I'll have a special link just for you, but be warned, her site is 18 and older to enter. Va-va-voom!*
What's been kicking my ass lately? Seems that back in February I caught a nasty virus that made it feel like I was on the Mad Hatter's Tea Cup ride at Disneyland 24 hours a day. So. Not. Fun. I was dizzy, nauseous, it felt like my brain was on fire, and the worst part of it all? I thought it was just a really bad hangover from the SCWC conference! True story. Then the next week I went out to dinner with my WANA sistas and I was sick for another week! I began to think I was allergic to alcohol.
It sucked. Big time.
I finally dragged myself to the doctor and then to a neurologist, got lots of tests done, had blood drawn (lots of it), found out I'm not allergic to alcohol. Yay! I just can't have any for a while. Boo!
Turns out, what's making me sick is probably a combination of the nasty virus (which made my white blood cell count sky rocket), me getting older (hooray for peri-menopause), allergies (who knew dust mites could be so vicious?), and migraines. A perfect storm of medical crap culminating in mass suckage.
I had good days ~ yay! I edited three whole chapters and made dinner.
And bad days ~ Ohmyfreakinggod, I am going to die of a super rare brain eating disease that only I have and no one will know because no one loves me and I will die alone in my old disgusting yoga pants because I haven't done laundry in a week because I suck and can't focus from this stupid fucking brain eating disease that's killing me!
*** Just so you know, I seriously doubt it's a brain eating disease.
As of today, my white blood cells are normal. I have another appointment with the neurologist in a few weeks to do a brain scan (we'll see about that brain eating disease once and for all. Huzzah!). And we'll also figure out what's going on with a few other things that are bugging me, but for now, I can focus better and I'm having more good days than bad days. Which is a win if you ask me!
Still, my brush with a possible brain eating disease and my own mortality made me realize what's really important in my life. My husband. My kids. My friends. Laughing. Oh, yes, laughing!
Last week I went to tea with my gal pal Gayle and we laughed so hard my sides ached. Some times I'll send goofy texts to my friends or they'll send me silly things that make me giggle.
I treasure those moments. My advice to you? Don't be afraid to be a goofball! Laugh at yourself. Don't waste another second on someone that doesn't make you smile. You deserve better. Laugh often and with much gusto.