Happy
New Year, everyone!
On
the whole, 2011 was kinder to me that the prior several years were. I guess
that makes me an exception to the rule. But my independent editing business
picked up, three of my books were published (along with a short story I
published on Kindle when I got so sick of writing the book I was writing, and decided
to stick it in a drawer and do something else).
Then
December happened. You know how it goes: if things are going along smoothly
something will hit you upside the head to remind you that life isn’t a bowl of
cherries. On or about December 8, the retina in my left eyeball detached itself
from whatever it was supposed to be attached to. I felt something funny in that
eye, but thought I was being sort of hypochondriacal when I called the eye doc
for an appointment. However, when I described my symptoms to the appointment
lady, she gave me an appointment for far too early on Friday morning.
After
being dilated and poked and prodded and blah, blah, blah, they stuck me in a room,
called a place called Eye Associates in Albuquerque, told me to pack a bag and
get myself to Albuquerque instantly. As I sat in the little waiting room,
waiting and worrying, I called my wonderful neighbors, Ann and Barry Lasky. Ann
said she’d be happy to drive me to Albuquerque, Barry said he’d feed my dogs,
and we set out.
Unfortunately,
neither Ann nor I had any idea what to expect once we got to Eye Associates.
All I knew was that a doctor was waiting for me to show up (I honestly didn’t
realize a detached retina was considered a medical emergency. I do now). So my
eye was dilated again, again examined, Dr. Sidd’s (he’s the Roswell eye doc)
diagnosis was confirmed, and I was told to show up at Presbyterian Hospital in
Abq. at some ungodly hour on Saturday morning. That’s when we learned that Ann
was supposed to stay with me for the entire weekend, and that we’d have to get
rooms at a hotel.
Well,
what the heck, y’know? I’d been making a tiny bit more money than usual in
recent months, thanks to my independent editing work, so I could actually
afford to house us at Albuquerque’s Hotel Elegante, a wonderfully misnamed
hotel at which the New Mexico Book of the Year Awards banquet was held a few
weeks earlier. So I got to spend a lot of time in the Hotel Elegante during the
last part of 2011. Ann’s husband Barry brought her some clothes on Saturday (by
the way, it’s a 400-mile round trip from Roswell to Albuquerque and back
again), and he also brought both of us our laptops, so we were able to
communicate with the rest of the world.
Then,
on Saturday, December 10, a very nice Dr. Kamalesh Ramaiya reattached my left
retina to whatever it’s supposed to be attached to, lasered another weak spot
in the same eyeball, installed a gas bubble (which is supposed to dissolve
about six weeks from the date of the operation), and I’ve been a one-eyed,
extremely bored person ever since. Can’t read. Can’t watch TV. Can’t drive (for
the sake of the rest of the world as well as myself). Can’t even go for walks
with the dogs. I get to lie face-down on my bed with my head in the holes of a
foam-rubber pillow for the duration. If it weren’t for audiobooks, I’d be
totally nuts instead of merely partially nuts, as is normal.
The
problem is that I am unable to work. I am also unable to fulfill my obligation
to the people who have won books in various contests. That, however, doesn’t
mean I’ll always be incapacitated. As
soon as I can read again, I’ll send books to everybody to whom I owe books!
These
folks include winners of November’s contest and this month’s contest wieners,
Brenda Williamson and Jacquie Seewald, who each won copies of GENTEEL SPIRITS
in my December contest.
Also,
anon at book9k@woway.com and Karen
Mayers, who were kind enough to leave comments on our Magical Christmas Mystery
Book Blog Tour, out of which I had to drop precipitately when my eye done me
wrong, also won books. If you two could send me your home addresses at alice@aliceduncan.net I’ll eventually
get your books to you. Of course, you’ll need to decide which books you want
first. You can choose by looking at my web site: www.aliceduncan.net
Anyone
who wants to enter my January contest (I’ll be giving away two copies of
ANCIENT SPIRITS, Daisy Gumm Majesty’s sixth [and perhaps last] adventure)
please send your name and home address to the same e-mail address:
alice@aliceduncan.net
As
for 2012: onward and upward! Forward into the unknown! As P.G. Wodehouse wrote:
the future lies ahead!
Okay,
I’ll quit now. Thank you. And please do have a happy new year!
Hoping that 2012 brings you all the health, happiness and success you deserve.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jacquie! A line from HAMLET springs to mind about hoping we don't get what we deserve, but get something much better, but I think I'm just grumpy :-)
ReplyDeleteAlice, you have been in my thought during your ordeal. Bide your time, recover, and then keep those great books coming.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Caroline. I'm biding :-)
ReplyDeleteIf it weren’t for audiobooks, I’d be absolutely basics instead of alone partially nuts, as is normal.
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You and me both, Mark!
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