Drudgery
My life has been going really well. I admit that fact with a great degree of appreciation and joy. But…it’s my body that’s just kind of chugging along. Some days are fairly ordinary, according to the post-accident definition of ordinary, but other days bring about problems with body parts that require a more concentrated effort. It all comes and goes with time, and every day is seemingly quite different from the previous. I’ve grown very much accustomed to having a problem with a body part that exhibits itself one day and fades away the next. I remember a time in my life when having a certain pain or injury within any given day really meant something. It was almost like a grand event to be proclaimed in the ears of anyone who would listen. Now, not so much. Pain, discomfort, and physical hindrance have just become the norm. A slice of life served up daily without planning or provocation. Yeah, drudgery.