Just Another Day
The thing about all of this is that the pain remains subtle at most times, but always progresses throughout the day regardless of my level of activity. My hand, wrist, knee, thigh, and hip always serve to remind me to some extent of the damage done to my body, but none of it warrants the attention of a surgeon. Well, not yet anyway.
Today I spent some time cleaning things up after a storm. I started at home, and then went to the church property. It involved a few hours of work, but I finished it all. I sat at my office desk while at the church property for a little while and reminded myself of the fact that I’m up and about, getting things done and living a life that moves beyond what happened to my body years ago in the motorcycle accident. Before the accident, I spent more waking hours at the church property during the workweek than I did at home. Sitting in my office always takes me back in my mind and reminds me that things aren’t quite so different now. All of today’s work has me feeling pretty worn out and pain stricken as I type this blog entry, but the surgeons can wait.
I must say, I remain pretty mobile and active for a guy who whines about the aftermath of his injuries on an internet blog. It’s been a good day.
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