Losing my super powers.

The last two weeks of my life have been physical health hell, mostly because of an infected tooth. Mentally I was able to keep it together enough to finish the Modern Gothic range of bracelets and chokers that featured black macrame cord wrapped around some beautiful crystals. After Wednesday last week, it was all downhill from there. 

My tooth pain had been niggling, being an uncomfortable nuisance, that I could withstand while I was visiting my parents and creating new pieces. Then bam, last Wednesday I needed normal paracetamol, then stronger pain killers, and even those weren't enough. I was in pain, I was crying nothing was helping. 

Thursday I had the infected tooth extracted and I thought, I'll be right and feeling myself again come the weekend. Nope! The stronger painkillers, the codeine was not a good feeling, even though I've had it before. I had a reaction and had to switch back to a stronger version of paracetamol. 

Oh, did I mention I hate taking pain killers of any sort?!

Friday night, I felt like my nose was going to be scratched off. My nose became a nice shade of rudolph the red nosed reindeer red. I was frustrated as my mouth felt out of sorts. 

This feeling of uncontrollable frustration and pain caused me to feel like I had lost the ability to create. I couldn't think straight, to think about the creative process or have the energy or clear thinking to make any new pieces. 

Luckily I have overcome this annoyance within a week. What a long week!

Since then though I've been able to create bracelets, necklaces, clean the house, do the laundry, load the dishwasher. I know simple things but after not being able to do anything except sleep or rest, I wa glad to finally hang out the washing, to load and unload the dishwasher.