While we haven’t met in person yet, I’ve already learned from your posse that you are a super amazing human. The challenge with being super amazing, is that sometimes you can forget to take care of yourself. I know this has happened to me. Twice in my life I’ve been “sentenced” to bed rest where over activity was a matter of life and death. Being forced to be still was super challenging and yet, I found something meaningful there. I finally (for at least a period of time) slowed down to the speed of life. The perspective you can gain from stillness is immense.
I am praying with all my heart that you get well soon…and in the quiet times, I hope you discover a gift of perspective that can only come from being still.
If you haven’t read Lachlan’s post to you just below this one, go and do that before you read this.
You see, the thing is, I was quite sure for a moment he was about to launch into a little bit of bedside-get-well-soon-erotica. When someone starts a get well post with “I do know something about lying on my back, immobile….” what else could it be?
Thankfully for us all, he was simply recalling his last bender. But it did remind me of a moment of indiscretion I stumbled upon last year when Crunchie and Birdy got a bit carried away. Which got me wondering if perhaps this is how your back went out….
Were you and Ben having a wee role playing session of WWF?
In any case love, do rest up, and don’t use all of those opiates unless you really need them… We will be back over next February and plan to party like it’s 2010!
I can’t really comprehend the scope of what you’re facing at the moment, but I do know something about lying on my back, immobile.
Once upon a time, my nervous system decided it had had enough of my shenanigans and it would teach me a lesson. I woke up paralysed. I don’t know how long it lasted (it’s not like I could look at a clock!) but based on the passage of sunlight across my wall and the time when I could move again I know it was several hours.
It’s amazing how hard that can be. Being stuck in a room. Stuck in a bed. Stuck in your brain.
I doubt it compares to your experience, but as I lay there watching the shadows move on my wall, I had cause to wonder if this was all that was next - if everything I had done was all I would do. And that scared me a lot.
Eventually I could move again. And it hurt. Very much. But I got better. As you’ll get better.
When you can get about again, you’ll have new strength and new determination. You’ll be even more kickass than before. Tougher, stronger, even more utterly amazing.
I have always admired your passion and dedication to the web and your community and Webstock (which are all really the same thing, right?) And now you need to focus that dedication and passion towards healing yourself. Towards whatever it is you need to do get better. And the best thing is, you don’t have to do it by yourself.
You have fantastic friends, colleagues and compadres. Your feller is one hell of a sort. You have global network of web-lovin’ people who also love you. Webstock *is* love and all the love you’ve poured into it is coming back to you now. And it’ll never stop.
Dearest Tash, it’s alarming to think of that giant brain and busy body having to keep still and quiet for long. But I think it probably can be done. Even Tash the 8th wonder of the world is allowed to rest sometimes. I send you a big flower from an old hand :-) plus heaps of zen calm and soul balm. Plus of course love.