The labwork came back and everything came back negative/normal. I’m relieved and disappointed all at once. A lot of things have been crossed off the list of what could be causing some problems, but we still don’t know what exactly is wrong. While my first impulse is to say that I received no answers, I remind myself that I did. We know what is not wrong with me physically. I see my doctor again in May, and in the meantime I see if the medication I was put on will help.
Other pursuits are meeting with mixed results. Writing has slowed to a painful crawl. My mind draws a blank whenever I attempt to work on the outline. I’m not sure why, but I may need to spend more time reading before jumping back in to the outline. That, or do more research. It may be that once I do more research into certain items of interest, the story may drastically change. We’ll see what happens.
As for fencing, I started fencing left-handed. The only awkwardness I felt was the same feeling you get when you spar with someone for the first time when all you’ve been doing have been drills. It didn’t feel off, weird, or awkward in any other way. I may be more fluid between left and right than originally thought.
I better go for now. My break is almost over. In the meantime, more reading and research.