Bed rest is far less satisfying than it sounds. Though I'm constantly resting, the fact that I need to stay in bed is not comforting, and therefore it is difficult to relax. In my former life, I wished for a year where I could lie around and do nothing. Be careful what you wish for, right?
The condemning factor in bed rest is that there's not very much one can do while lying flat on the back. Reading, sewing, yo-yos, cards, board games, drawing, and a host of other activities are out, and I don't nap. I suppose that if I had felt a passion for drawing, I could have found a way, but holding a pad straight in the air doesn't sound like the most enjoyable pastime. Writing (via typing) eats up some hours, but holding up the arms to type has proven difficult, so I write in small occasional spurts. Thus, I'm left with movies and TV, which, while entertaining, are extraordinarily uninteresting after a year. I think it was once I started watching "Beverly Hills 90210" that I realized I was in over my head.
Many people reference the movie "Frida" when they hear about my predicament, and I have to remind them that during her years of bed rest, Frida Kahlo was sitting straight up, which allowed her to paint fairly easily.
Also, she was one of the greatest painters of the twentieth century, so she might have had a bit more drive to paint than I.
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