It’s been quite a while since you’ve heard from me. If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may have seen my occasional posts that I was working on a novel for NaNoWriMo, or letting you know I had a new boxing article published on Boxing.com. But for my fictional work, there’s been a lot of radio silence, and I’m writing this post to explain why.
I’ve had ongoing health issues for the past several years. For longer than I care to admit, approximately 12-15 years, I had increasing levels of pain and fatigue that began to drain on my creative energy on top of everything else. About two and a half years ago, I finally got what I thought was the medical help I needed from a rheumatologist who had a hunch that I had ankylosing spondylitis, a form of arthritis. I was treated with potent, immunosuppressive drugs for nearly two years but continued to decline as my energy, pain, and brain fog all got worse. This made it extremely difficult if not impossible to be creative, because it took pretty much all I had to be some semblance of a functioning and active human being.
Eventually I switched to a different rheumatologist, hoping to find some help, and sought out second opinions from two others. They all agreed and I continued on the same course without getting better.
Finally, nearly a year ago, I was fed up. I went to see a naturopath, who discovered that I actually had Epstein-Barr virus and Lyme disease. I’m still being treated for those infections, and am finally on the road to recovery. I’ve been seeing a lot of improvement over the past several months, and it’s an understatement when I say it’s a relief to me and those closest to me.
I won’t go into too much detail here, but I have plans to go into my journey in a much more in-depth way soon. For right now, though, I wanted to let fans of Red Plains and my other writing know that I am here, and I’m back. I feel I’m finally at the point where I can regularly write and be creative again. There are still not-so-good days as I work toward recovery, but feeling creative again–even if it’s not every single day–makes me so grateful. It’s a major part of who I am, and having lost that for the past few years was devastating.
Thank you for hanging in there, and for your support. It means a lot.
And please, if you know anyone who is not well and can’t figure out exactly what is wrong, please suggest they visit a good naturopath! I learned this the hard way.