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Rock-star Ryan, lyrics forgotten…
Yikes! Couldn’t remember the tune either.
10 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Tune
Haha! Love it!
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🙂 You bet!
Hey… put the “twitter” button on your blog so we can share (yes, I know, I can through the reader but I don’t go through the reader 😉 )
I used to have the link on my site, but I took it down when EU brought in the extra data protection. But yea, I’ll address it… but not just now. Two guesses what my twitter name is. I’m so original. @crispinakemp1
Mine was Dalerog and is now dalectables – to go with my pretty much dead food blog. I am thinking of reviving it, though…
Busy right now (thinking of food), but later I’ll check it out 🙂
Nothing of interest to be found there. Oh, well, some of my photography 😉
Don’t belittle your photography.
Oh, I wasn’t! I just tacked that on. I told you I use Twitter to share my blog posts but I also share my Instagram photos 😉
Gives you a chance to see some of my stuff…
Which I shall…. after I’ve eaten 🙂
That’s sweet of you
Done that… for Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and,,, I don’t remember what the other one was. Hope I did it right. I’m two steps removed from a disaster when it comes to WP settings
LOL! Lemme go check 😉
Yep. Confirmed they are all there 😉
🙂 And now I’m closing down for the night. I want to listen to music and quietly read, to chill, so I can sleep when I hit that oh-so-soft, deeply comfortable mattress. 🙂
I need to train myself to do the same…
It is good sleep discipline. And I’d say doubly important during this *outbreak* since lack of sleep leads to stress and stress lowers our immunity and a lowered immunity makes us more susceptible to catching nasty germs.
I have been working on my own discipline because my sleep has been rather hellish lately. This crazy time is playing with everyone’s internal clocks – food-wise, sleep-wise, energy-wise. My boys are all outta sync (and driving me nuts).
Yea, I know. And although I keep (mostly) to my discipline, of late I’ve been inclined to be on the computer when normally I’d have closed down. Then last evening, reading a book about *story* (not a how-to, more of a why) I disturbed something deep within my psyche which erupted into my dreams. It wasn’t a something unknown, more like a swept aside and ignored. And my dream well and truly thrust it under my nose. Thank you, Dream. Hence I woke not in the best of moods. Which is most unlike me, and I’m still feeling sluggish.
For the past few weeks I’ve been dreaming like crazy – not that I remember them as soon as I wake up – but I know I’m having them. I had this new “habit” that was annoying the hell out of me. Sleeping in two shots. 3-hour shots with a good hour in between. The past two have not so I’m hoping that has been broken fully!
It’s almost impossible not to be affected by what we are all going through. Even your walking has been affected as you can’t take public transport. Somewhere in your psyche that has to bug you.
I’ve been sleeping in two shifts for years. But that’s a vast vast improvement on the 2 hrs on, 2 off, 24/7 that claimed my life during the worst years of ME/CFS.
Ugh… that must have been so exhausting and non-restorative.
Tell me about it. But that’s how it is with CFS. The body runs low on mitochondria, found in every cell of the body; mitochondria is required to convert stored sugar into ener. So, no energy. But the renal hormones don’t know that. All day long, the slightest stimulus, pressing the button, releasing adrenaline. Now usually adrenaline will spark us into a reaction. But without the energy it just stays in the system… and circulates around till it reaches the brain. Oh, say the brain cells as they’re hit by high doses of adrenaline, there must be an emergency and it frantically tries to find the cause. Producing massive panic attacks based on the most amazing illogical scenarios. Hey, I’m a writer; my scenarios were hyper-creative! So now the brain is activated, and the body isn’t doing anything about it, so the brain won’t let it lie… until total exhaustion zaps it. But a couple of hours dozing and the adrenaline levels have subsided… and off we go again. Yes, exhausting. And it was during this period that I wrote The Spinner’s Game (first-thro-tenth drafts) and Learning to Fly (first and second draft) and laid the groundwork for more stories that currently await in the wings.
And what caused it? A virus, coupled with stress.
And what cured it? A total change in diet. No grains. No sugar. Low carbs. No additives. No or low omega 6. No seed oils.
Although I have a problem with my back at the moment, before then I was walking 10 to 15 miles, no probs, celebrating the cure. Though I will say, of all the atrophied muscles, those of the legs have been the longest to recover. *That* has taken hard work
Holy moly! I am so sorry you live(d) through this, Crispina. That does sound totally exhausting.
Silver lining is the writing…
Bloody viruses come in all sorts of forms, don’t they?
Makes sense that the largest muscles take the longest to recuperate. One would hope it would be the opposite.
And while I had this, I got zapped by viral encepalitis… cos I was so rundown, the virus cross the brain’s blood barrier. The good thing about that was I finally got the ME/CFS diagnosis, never mind I’d already had it for 4 years, and working with it. Couldn’t work afterwards though. That’s when it really got bad.
But hey, I survived. I recovered. I jumped for joy… cos I now had the energy to do it. And I ran. The down side is the 13 to15 years it took from my life.
Love your attitude, Crispina. So many would focus on the crap and frankly never get better.
And bloody hell… one after another!
I’m a survivor. I come from a long line of survivors.
Must be why we get along so well…
Yep. Indeed. It is.
Two tough broads 😉
And thank you for your patience while I spilled all that. That’s why I don’t often say. 🙂 🙂 🙂
See? Now it’s starting to feel two-sided… you said I share more than you 😉
No thanks necessary. Thank you for trusting me with this. 🙂
No probs. Oh, but what are you and Lynn doing to my head on Twitter?
Twitter is confusing. A retweet, a like a share… It takes a while to know what’s what!
Likes I get. Retweets I get. Share I get if it’s from my blog to my twitter account. What I find confusing is the way that thread works. No chuffing logic. And I haven’t yet caught on to doing the @s to direct (I suppose) to said person. I’m a novice. I’ll grasp it in time. After all, 7 yrs on, I’m just getting to grips with WP!
I’m still confused myself. Retweets from retweets, I can’t seem to get in to say thanks.
The @s is no big thing when you know who you are sending to 😉
I’ll get there. Time.
Haha, isn’t that the worst? You know there is this song but the lyrics and music just do not surface to mind
So you’ve been there too? 🙂
Yes. Sometimes, I remember it’s from a TV show, or a film, or just a song blasted from a speaker in the street. But never the song or the tune itself. Selective memory…LOL
🙂 🙂 🙂
We do tend to forget as we grow up, isn’t it?
Yea. What was that song, that one about….? Yea, the older we get, the more we forget.
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