I forgot the last day of September. I woke up on October first thinking, how did I manage that? I know how. Friday was wild-busy. I was at school until 5:30pm. The shin splints fussed all day long, making me snippy. I was tired and wired all at the same time. I got myself sitting down with ice on my legs and forgot about a lot of things.
Saturday was my crash with an all-day headache. I didn't worry about the breathing thing because that headache didn't go away after a few hours. No, that headache settled in for a long stay. Today was still a recovery day. I have got to figure out how to pace myself through the week. Got to.
The shin splints have thankfully faded. They lurk- I can feel them slightly, especially if I go to a store, but they're mostly quiet again. Nothing like adding more pain to make you grateful for the old pain levels :)
Anyway, I went back to my long counting. Day 1 was the day I was born. I have never known life without CMT. I wasn't diagnosed, but I took longer than my peers to sit up, crawl, and walk. So, over 14,000 days of this story. Being different.
Quite an adventure :)
I did make witches this week! I took them to our local store, Make Local Habit.
I've also posted a custom witch on our etsy shop. I will only be making one or two more for the season.
And I finished my zombie. I love her. Pictures tomorrow. She's all ragged and imperfect. Like me :)