Physically, my therapists and doctors all tell me I'm making good progress. Emotionally, it's been one thing after another. I'm not going to go into details — not least because the details are what all those previous drafts got mired in. But I've been feeling so stressed and lousy that it's been more than a month since I tried to write anything, or even read LJ or Facebook.
I finally remembered this evening that withdrawing into my shell only ever makes me feel worse. So this is me sticking my head out.