TIL

That I am not nearly as better as I had thought.

I’ve never had a severe concussion before, while Ian is an old hand at them, apparently. He warned me that it would take a while. I should have let the doctor order me a week off work instead of bargaining with her, and not bothered feeling guilty about it.

I’ve been taking it easy these past few days at home, and it was after thirty minutes at work today that I realized I multitask a lot. And it’s much more challenging than I thought to do so without being at full capacity.

The feeling of too much everything else and not enough me didn’t even piss me off, as it normally would. I only felt sad and overwhelmed. 

Two more days and I’m off again.

I just hope I have more brain by Sunday for NaNoWriMo.