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[deborahjross]

n/o/t//k/i/n/g sick. Not the usual cold, either. Sore throat getting better only gradually, mostly feeling like I've been kicked by several mules. But, small blessing, no sniffles. And so far, lungs clear. Yay, given my history of bronchitis.

Today, a few not-get-out-able errands, then back to bed. Much as I want to "keep going," bed rest does seem to be the best thing. Sleep even better. But the day hasn't been a total loss: Managed some piano, also noodling around with turning some fragments of an attempted novel into a decent short story.

Thanks to all for well wishes. You guys are the greatest.

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[deborahjross.livejournal.com]

And no, it's unlikely to be strep. Not severe, no fever. Just a virus my body hasn't conquered yet.

[meirwen.livejournal.com]

"Managed some piano"

For some reason, even when I'm sick to the point of helplessness, making a little music, even for moment (plinking on the piano, fingering some guitar chords...) always makes me feel just a bit better. There's a part of my mind that goes to the same place when I make music that it goes when I manage clear, meditative prayer . So, for a moment, it's a better place I am than I was before, just for those brief notes, but it also lingers. I hope it has the same effect for you.

I'm so glad that rest seems to be the tonic you need. Keep getting well--you're a bright spot in the universe.

[deborahjross.livejournal.com]

Oh. Gosh... thank you.

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Oh. Gosh... thank you. <feels immensely cheered, if not instantly better>

Yes, to music. It definitely uses a different part of my mind, creative in a way that writing isn't. It's so totally in the moment, each note disappearing as it fades, leaving no trace except the way my brain spins one together with the next.

I played some Bach, a little Beethoven sonatina, and my new piece, a setting for "Evenstar" from LotR, moody and sweet and sweeping. Got to get my fingers moving without thought through the chord progressions so the melody can really sing. Just needs practice.

[imhilien.livejournal.com]

*passes through chicken soup*

Bed rest can be one the best medicines...

[deborahjross.livejournal.com]

Oh, chicken soup, thank you! The sniffles have descended, and sinus congestion cannot be far behind. I'm working, medical assisting for my old (cardiologist) boss on Friday, and need to be reasonably function.