Over the past week I haven't been feeling to well. I had to sleep for more than half the day just so that things wouldn't get too bad. Just as well I got a steroid shot the other day if not the pain would have just grown.
Last Friday, I felt half dead but went to my piano lesson anyway. Needless to say, it was disastrous. I couldn't concentrate, coordinate myself and had memory lapses which resulted in a whole bunch of wrong notes. I could tell he was trying to be patient but knew I was pushing it. In short, it went from bad to worse to awful in a space of less than an hour. In the end, I told him I was too tired and asked to stop.
At the same time, my doctors and family is worried that this will make my illness, physically and mentally worse as there is a time pressure to learning the pieces, something which my illness prevents me from doing it as quickly as I used to.
If I take my current condition as it is, a 40 minute performance is currently logistically a big ask. Currently, I would be lucky if I had enough energy to concentrate, not be in too much pain or too stiff for a descent 30 min practice. I woke up with my right arm being sore and stiff like I've used it to play badminton or something like that but the thing is, I didn't practice yesterday nor did I do much writing or use my RH too much. I'm not sure if I can improve quick enough and redeem what ever is left as it is halfway through the semester.
According to my psych, I am supposedly very depressed and have been told by my GP that most people probably wouldn't even be studying. I have been hanging in there and hoping that somehow, there would be a break through and everything would work out but unfortunately, this hasn't proven to be the case yet. The main thing is that I don't end up further stressed up as stress worsens depression and lupus, which would make me worry more and that in turn will make me worse. As you can see, it is a vicious cycle that I need to get out of - the solution of which they think may lie in me giving this up.
I am torn and don't know how to explain my condition to him. I've told him that I wouldn't be coming this week as I didn't feel substantially better and the same thing would happen again which would be a waste of both our times and very frustrating for the both of us.
I used to love it and be good at it. It just feels like someone has taken it all away from me. I'm at the stage where I have to seriously consider dropping it if alternative arrangements can't be made.
I just don't know what to do. Should I leave it or push myself?
Last Friday, I felt half dead but went to my piano lesson anyway. Needless to say, it was disastrous. I couldn't concentrate, coordinate myself and had memory lapses which resulted in a whole bunch of wrong notes. I could tell he was trying to be patient but knew I was pushing it. In short, it went from bad to worse to awful in a space of less than an hour. In the end, I told him I was too tired and asked to stop.
At the same time, my doctors and family is worried that this will make my illness, physically and mentally worse as there is a time pressure to learning the pieces, something which my illness prevents me from doing it as quickly as I used to.
If I take my current condition as it is, a 40 minute performance is currently logistically a big ask. Currently, I would be lucky if I had enough energy to concentrate, not be in too much pain or too stiff for a descent 30 min practice. I woke up with my right arm being sore and stiff like I've used it to play badminton or something like that but the thing is, I didn't practice yesterday nor did I do much writing or use my RH too much. I'm not sure if I can improve quick enough and redeem what ever is left as it is halfway through the semester.
According to my psych, I am supposedly very depressed and have been told by my GP that most people probably wouldn't even be studying. I have been hanging in there and hoping that somehow, there would be a break through and everything would work out but unfortunately, this hasn't proven to be the case yet. The main thing is that I don't end up further stressed up as stress worsens depression and lupus, which would make me worry more and that in turn will make me worse. As you can see, it is a vicious cycle that I need to get out of - the solution of which they think may lie in me giving this up.
I am torn and don't know how to explain my condition to him. I've told him that I wouldn't be coming this week as I didn't feel substantially better and the same thing would happen again which would be a waste of both our times and very frustrating for the both of us.
I used to love it and be good at it. It just feels like someone has taken it all away from me. I'm at the stage where I have to seriously consider dropping it if alternative arrangements can't be made.
I just don't know what to do. Should I leave it or push myself?