Sitting In The Recliner

Broken ribs aren’t fun. Just in case you were wondering.  When you have movement issues anyway and something goes wrong so you can’t move as well, life sucks great big hairy monkey balls.  Just sayin’ is all….  However, necessity really is the mother of invention or, at the very least, thinking outside the box.  This has led me to make several discoveries on what works and doesn’t work as far as writing is concerned.

For example, I tried using the laptop for writing and Internet wanderings from the recliner – the best resting place for me without a wheelchair – and discovered it put a strain on my arms which, in turn, put a strain on my rib.  (Everything puts strain on my ribs more or less.)  Pain does not encourage word flow or wordcount.  So…tonight I switched to the Nook tablet and a little more of the world righted. 

The vampire/terrorist story isn’t coming out any other way than with ink pen and paper soooo….  With the addition of a lap board there is writing being done!  Isn’t it wonderful?! 

Yesterday I miraculously reinjured my rib.  It was bad enough I didn’t even try to get out of bed.  Once upon a time I thought it would be wnderful to lie in bed all day and watch TV or play video games.  It isn’t anything positive I’ve discovered.  It makes my back sore and stiff and I simply can’t get any writing done from bed.  The ink mine simply dries up and there isn’t any way to encourage the words to come out of the rock.  I simply must be up in order to get words down.

Since I’ve been out of bed, six hand-written pages have emerged for the story; a couple of flow mistakes and information errors corrected; and ideas for the next three chapters are notated for working tomorrow. 

I am SO tired of having to take it easy!  Tomorrow I am working even if this means writing a page and then standing up or moving to another chair, writing another page and repeating the process all over again. 

Having the tablet is a blessing I hadn’t anticipated.  It doesn’t do everything my laptop does in the same manner, but it is working great in this current pinch.  In some ways it is more useful than the laptop:  It is lighter and easier for me to move around from place to place; typing isn’t as fast, but it’s getting done, as you can see; and if research is needed, I can easily access the Internet.  Printing something from the tablet is unavailable to me, but surely there is a work-around should I actually looked for one. 

Making these adjustments is helping me feel less “stranded” in my own home.  To me, this is a wondrous miracle.

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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2 Responses to Sitting In The Recliner

  1. Brian Bixby says:

    Wifi printer, perhaps?
    I am reminded of the day I woke up to find that a virus had stiffened all the muscles in my neck and shoulders. As with your ribs, there is very little one can do that doesn’t affect the neck and shoulder. I eventually found ONE comfortable position, propped up in an easy chair with pillows carefully arranged in such a way that they didn’t stay there. And I spent the day watching mindless cable movies.
    That was one day. I do not envy your health problems, but I applaud your adaptability!

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