Woo hoo!!! My Manuscript has been sent in for print. This is a day that I never really expected would come to pass, but here it is. All of the month of April will be me push, push, pushing my book. Marketing has never been my thing, but for the first time in my life I really believe this can and will become something special. I really am uncertain how much to say, so I will leave it here about Fiona’s Fight the book.
This is a great day. I am shocked that I am still standing after the weekend I had in Red Deer and then the days since I have been home haven’t slowed much. I will admit that since the writing and the editing are now finished my stress level has lowered a tad. I think by the end of this Alisha was ready to kill me with all of my changes. It was quite difficult to write of my sobriety without breaking traditions. Funny I have written on here for years now and never had a problem, but when trying to have two of us muddling through things became a bit more complicated. It is all good though or I hope like the dickens I didn’t miss anything, but I think we’re good. I did just put in an order for updated business cards as my old ones have all my info from out home. Plus I can now truly say I am an author. How amazingly fantastic is that?
Some moments during the day I am so excited I can barely stand to stay in my own skin; then other moments where I want to run and hide and never be seen again. The run and hide is basically what I have done most of my life so it is always the easiest thing to do. I ran into a bottle and stayed there for as long as I was able; that was until I hated myself so much I had to find another path. I found recovery and hid in the rooms for quite some time too. Then long haul trucking for the rest of my life until my God found that it was time for me to catch up with myself. I’m in no way saying what happened with my sickness was God’s plan, just that it was time to slow down. I still don’t heed very well to this advice. I am simply home and going as hard as I ever did I’m simply a little slower due to my abilities being less.
This weekend I was so amazed with my abilities. I was nervous going away for the weekend alone, but I pulled it off smashingly. I packed myself up, didn’t forget anything (this is unheard of.) I drove to the city unpacked the car; got into the hotel; checked in and got me and my stuff up to my room all alone!! The conference I was going to was way down the far end of the hotel and I do mean WAY down the hall. I took my walker because I remembered how far it had been last time I was there, but did I really remember? I thought I had , but last time I was in my wheelchair and someone else was with me all weekend, so as it turned out I didn’t really remember, but I sure did find out in a hurry. Mind you the other things I found out last weekend staying at a hotel alone is that handicap accessible is miles from accessible. I already knew this of course, but I haven’t been alone to deal with it since being of the highway. I was having to ask strangers to come to the washroom with me so they could help me out of the bathroom; why? Well because when walking in its easy as you push the door; exiting you need to pull. It is impossible for me to pull when my walker is between me and the door. This sadly was one of the small things; I have a list, but they have already been sent in, in my complaint to the hotel. I am most grateful to be me and never shy to ask for assistance or I would have been in some pretty major pickles. As things turned out it was an amazingly productive weekend; grateful that I got to go and excited for next time.
This past week and coming week are just a really good warm up for all that is to come over the next six to nine months I think I am about to become a very busy gal. I am hoping without hope that my body, mind and spirit will be able to keep up. I am booked to speak in Lacombe on this coming Friday. Then the book launch is in a month (more info soon.) Then in May I have three speaking engagements and book signings. I’m pretty certain it won’t stop there. Like I said I’m so excited, but then just writing about all of it is making me tired; actually doing it all is a scary thing for me. With all that will be coming I will just pray that my body will hold out. With this thought I might as well share that a bit; my body is doing great. I’m doing physiotherapy twice a week now at the hospital in Three Hills. I’m still doing a minimum of 20 minutes a day on my elliptical even on the days I do my physiotherapy. I am down to an amazing 209 pounds now. I started somewhere north of 225. My weight loss has been tremendous, but I do work really hard. This morning was a bit of a shit show; I was up, dressed and on my elliptical at 8 before I realized I need to be in Three Hills at 8:15. Wow you should have seen this little crippled girl move. I went in the close I had on as there was no time to change; so I was a bit chilly. I had on my three-quarter length tights on (that I would never normally wear out in public, I’m still by far to fat to be running around in these.) Any ways it was what it was, I just couldn’t spare the time. I made it into the hospital by 8:22; great time I must say; and I only went 107 all the way there. Then I came home about 9:30 had my breakfast smoothie; made a few calls and out the door I went again. I had an 11 o’clock appointment with my sweet Erica (wellness co-ordinator) It was great to see her and she was impressed with my weight loss. Erica is all about doing it the correct way (which of course I have been.) I have been keeping track of all my calories and all of my exercise. Taking very good care of myself really. I’m always so grateful when I’m able to stay well long enough to actually get a bit stronger. I’m at this point praying to stay this way for longer than a year this time.
I’m thinking this is enough out of me for now, when I have more news of the book I’ll be sure to keep everyone abreast. As for now I’ll write again in a week or so as I have been trying to do. As you can tell I’m a very busy gal these days. Know that I’m thinking of you all; always.
Love and hugs Fiona