Doom, Gloom, the End of a Project Looms

My M Res project is almost in its final form, and I am having trouble finishing it. I would think, if I were not me and was looking at me, or still me and floating around having some sort of out-of-body experience, that this  'critical component' would be the easy bit. The *hard* bit, theoretically, would be actually doing the creative writing component. Not so. Getting really stuck in to the analysis bit, in which I have to compare my own work to that of a lot of famous, competent, writerly types, is more difficult. Finding the mental energy and focus to do it is made more difficult by pain, fever, and all of the annoying antics a Dead Leg can get up to, but the real issue is lack of confidence.