Another Day In Paradise

Tired. That’s what I am today...

I’ve been dealing with some things related to diabetes lately that involve appointments, procedures, and the personal impact of it all. It has been ongoing, and I won’t be done with these things for another three or four weeks. It’s mostly inconvenient, but I do grow tired of having to deal with the effects of this disease while knowing that it was caused by damage done to my pancreas in the accident. Today this disease has left me feeling physically spent. Not as in “sleepy”, but rather as in “drained”. I don’t partake of energy drinks so…too bad for me.

My leg has also been a bigger source of trouble these days. It hurts more whenever I’ve been sitting for too long and it seems to be getting a little weaker. I know that I don’t want to even consider surgery any time soon. When I think of everything together, the diabetes and “my bones”, I’m left to consider the fact that it’s all just a part of the process. Consequently, by nature of that statement, I know that everything has to be taken together as a package deal. The proverbial good with the bad, as it were. I didn’t lose an arm or a leg, but the ones that were spared cause pain and discomfort. I didn’t experience some type of severe internal organ loss, but there was damage done to my insides that has to be dealt with constantly. I think that I’m better off being thankful for the points of grace. The complaining stuff just doesn’t seem to lead my mind or my spirit toward anything that’s even close to being a good place. I really need to focus on better things; it’s just that I’m, you know, tired.