A recent broken hip, the simple, less complex kind where I merely broke the descending thighbone, rather than the central hip's ball & joint socket.
They put in three screws, and I'm midway through rehab, but the longer you aren't writing, the more you forget about writing, so I yet again have a LOT of room to make up for. Though I've gained a LOT of Quora friends.
My current story is also mid-way through revisions (18-chapters total), though this is likely to be my last work. I may be able to keep going, yet it gets more problematic all the time (not that very many remember who I am at this point).
No idea whether I'll publish it under my name, or an all-new pseudonym.