Pain Takes the Spontaneity Out of Life
“I miss just being able to sort of stumble through life without thinking too much about it. Something needed to be moved? I'd just pick it up. Not any more.”
I've developed a whole new range of habits during my recovery. I know where to brace myself if the pain gets bad when I'm walking. I know how to get in and out of bed in the ways that will produce the least amount of pain. I've learned that massaging the muscles that have tightened up brings a few seconds of relief. For those few precious seconds, the pain just goes away.
I guess I've learned how to live this life.
It's a little more complicated than my life was before. I have to think about things before I do them, plan how I'm going to do whatever it is I'm going to do. I guess I miss just being able to sort of stumble through life without thinking too much about it. Something needed to be moved? I'd just pick it up. Not any more. Moving around the house was something I took for granted.
I hope to go back to that life relatively soon, as soon as my body gets over what we did to it. It's funny, I'm the only person who hasn't seen the scars, the holes and all on my back. I never will. I was shocked the other day when I was feeling around my back and realized there's still a huge lump there. It's still pretty swollen. But that too should pass.
I just look forward to the day when I can stand up, or sit down, without stopping to think about it. That will be sweet.
7:39 AM ET | 12-13-2007 | permalink

