Simple Math

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I did it again to myself. If you don't know what I'm talking about, read this. Years ago my wife and I were told by the owner of a local nursery that a couple fruit-bearing bushes could be trained to grow into the shape of trees over the course of a few years, sort of like a Japanese bonsai, only much bigger. He lied.

After several years of looking at these big, ugly bushes in our back yard we decided that they had to go. I went out there this past Saturday and hacked them both into several pieces. I then dragged them into the front of the house near the road so that the trash collection could haul them off later this week. The problem lies in the fact that I dragged a bunch of large branches while walking backward for a total of about a dozen trips from the back yard to the front of the house.

Well...I haven't really felt any sense of physical comfort since. There was something about the backward walking while hauling bundles of heavy branches that caused some serious problems with my accident leg. I haven't been able to sleep much since because of the pain and discomfort. I'm experiencing a combination of dull pain, sharp pain, and a pain that feels similar to the sensation described on television comercials regarding shingles. All of these things cover the span of my leg from the thigh to the calf. The pain has been a bit grueling, but I do feel that things are getting a little better. I'm hoping that it will all go away by the end of this week.

My accident injuries will be a hindrance to me for the remainder of my life, and I need to behave as though I actually understand this rather vital truth. I did get rid of the hideous bushes, but I'm paying a nasty price right now. I really need to think things through before I do things like this. 

You know, I grow tired of having to live as though something is wrong with my body. It's just that there really is something wrong with my body. Really.