I’m home!  Came home this past Friday.  Comforting to sleep in my own bed, interesting to find my way around the apartment – I’m using a wheeled walker and while it’s a small version, it’s awkward in the bathroom – and I’m spending a fair amount of time in a recliner covered with a light blanket.  Because this isn’t over yet.  I’m on oral antibiotics and they make me sick and tired.

Another side effect is that I can’t stay focused.  I get an idea for the novel, start in, and in a few paragraphs the idea has faded and I shut the thing down.  It’s making me crazy, because it’s a good story, but I just can’t write it.  I’m hoping that this will improve – has anyone out there had this experience?  Does it get better?