It’s hard to think about goals while I’m sitting here with my stomach in knots, waiting to hear the results of Daisy’s MRI. She stayed totally stable all weekend, still has feeling in her feet, and was perkier yesterday (despite the dregs of sedation) when we went to see her. The neurologist has been great and the staff wonderful. We’re just ready for answers and to know what comes next so our baby can come home. Callie is all kinds of confused. We’ve been trying to keep busy. Finally got around to putting in the bigger gate in our yard so that we could bring the new to us riding mower home from my in laws’. Seeing our yard get cut in 20 minutes was a truly epic and fabulous sight to behold. And of course, in the middle of all of this, we’re still keeping the house cleaned up for showings.
The waiting is the worst. Not knowing what it is or what’s next. Nobody has said anything about her being in danger of dying or needing to be put down, which was our greatest fear. All the options are treatable, so I’m trying desperately to take comfort in that. I keep staring at the phone, willing it to ring and be the neurologist to say it’s the stroke and not the herniated disc. Which sounds hideous out of context, but for dogs the prognosis for a spinal stroke is way way better and does not require surgery. Like expected 95-100% recovery over time. The herniated disc does require surgery and does have a good prognosis but it’s a much much longer and more difficult recovery. Right now I’m just so grateful that I’ve had good sales the last several months and we can afford her treatment.
Ring, damn it.
So…goals. Right. I am 37k into DOTH. I’m expecting it to come out somewhere in the neighborhood of 90-95k. In order to finish the book this round, I need an average of 650-700 words a day. When I’m normal and focused, I can hit that easily and routinely get more. Obviously, right now, I’m not normal or focused. At the moment, it’s hard for me to think beyond a goal of just OPENING the WIP every day (which is more than I’ve done since Friday). So I’ll try to commit to 250 words a day. It’s half my usual test mile, but until things are settled with Daisy my brain is not likely to work.