I have a deadline coming up for an anthology of short stories. It is going to be tight, but it is still do-able. Except I did something silly.
For the last four months I’ve been on iron tablets. I go anaemic easily and this time it was enough to worry to doctors. But after the four months I went back to the doctors and got a blood test. I decided to give the iron a rest between the blood test and the doctors appointment. It was only seven days.
By the end of the seven days I couldn’t sleep and I was dizzy. As in falling over dizzy. In fact I have been four days back on the iron and I’m still dizzy. In hindsight (which is always 50×50) I ought to have waited until the deadline had passed before I tried my little ‘no-iron’ experiment. Instead I am trying to write my stories and combat the fact I feel like I am going to fall out my chair any minute.
My own fault. I forget sometimes that there is only me to write.
Hopefully, by next week I shall be fine. Until then it is a bit of a struggle. Oh, and the doctor has said I need another 2 months of iron at least. After that I have got to see how I retain it. I’m not holding my breath.
On an excellent note tomorrow I am off the a local conservation centre to learn how to paint flowers so the petals look transparent. I can’t wait and I think the break will do me good. Hopefully at the weekend I can show some flower and leaf paintings. 🙂