If you have a child with special needs, I'm sure you've been told how important consistency is. Routines, rules, rewards -- you name it -- helping your child means keeping a certain level of sameness.
But how does one manage to be consistent in the face of constant crisis? This is a question that I'm hoping one of you can answer, because I have yet to master this at all. We usually start off with a bang, but our efforts fizzle out right around the millionth tantrum of the month. When exhaustion and frustration set in, all those great interventions go right out the window.
This lack of discipline can be seen in all areas of my life. Just look at my writing. If you haven't noticed, I've been having a hard time with the whole consistency thing. I'll write like mad for a couple of weeks, then not post for a couple more. On and off, on and off. It's enough to drive anyone batty.
The last few weeks have been busy figuring out what to do with my leg. Surgery or no surgery. Which doctor to trust with the knife. Appointment after appointment trying to figure it all out.
Well, it's finally been decided. Tomorrow I go in for my second surgery. I'll be getting a bone graft, which will helpfully enable my leg to finally heal. I'll be laid up again for at least a couple of weeks, and it will be a couple of months before I can put weight on my leg again. Oh joy.
If my last surgery was any indication, my ability to write with any sort of regularity may get even worse after tomorrow's big event. Which might not be a bad thing...it may save you from having to listen to my drug-induced ramblings.
But this means I'll be taking a little hiatus. No worries though. Before you know it, I'll be back complaining about the latest injustice or leaving some snarky comment on your blog. Until then, happy writing.