Ouch, it still hurts
Yesterday I took all my meds and headed for the great outdoors. I felt great and fantasized about when I would be able to do so many things, when my back is better. Always when my back is better. But I'm afraid that it won't get better. Today I feel like a pile of poo, better yet a stepped-on pile of poo, and can barely get anything accomplished. Yes, I have paid the price of being an overly-zealous recoverer. I am beaten for thinking that I am well when I am not. One step forward, two steps back. My back hurts, the clouds are gray, and I want to curl up inside a nice bath and go to sleep.


5 Comments:
At 2:31 PM,
Naper guy said…
The nice things though is that you fealt good enough to try! I am sure that prior to the surgery you would not have even thought about venturing out. Overzealousness is a good sign; it shows progress and a desire to get better. These two things will keep you going until one day you won't even notice that you did not get tired or that your back didn't hurt, then you will besitting in front of the fire sipping a glass of Diet Dr. Pepper with your husband and it will dawn on you: you went out for a whole day, walked everywhere, and your back did not hurt and you did not get tired. Progress is incremental but success sneaks up on you quietly. Hang in there.
At 6:51 AM,
david atlas said…
when are you available for a cocktail? that will help the pain
At 3:28 PM,
Anonymous said…
I'm glad to hear you've been feeling adventureous. Drugs help, enit? Hope the meds are treating you well. Next step, call your friends! We can take the adopties for a walk? The scar really is COOL! Can we call you cyban or humborg? (half cyborg half human) love and miss - anutshel.
At 4:54 PM,
Anonymous said…
If you don't mind me asking, why did you need the surgery?
At 9:43 AM,
Slipperysnake said…
I needed the surgery to correct the "s" curve in my spine. I had scoliosis.
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