“We’re going to be at this,” we say, “until the cows come home.” Cows may come home late in the day, but I assure you they do come home.
What feels like it is taking far too long?
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“We’re going to be at this,” we say, “until the cows come home.” Cows may come home late in the day, but I assure you they do come home.
What feels like it is taking far too long?
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I’m not really surprised that I am in the midst of attempting to “downsize”. Since I’ve been retired, I have succumbed to “up-sizing”! The advice to take something out when something comes in hasn’t worked for me. I am a person who is attracted visually to a piece and then willing to work it in. I have two reasons to downsize: (1) not enough space to maneuver and (2) receiving the value of income derived from sales to help me financially in my later years. Now, to convince myself of that!
Martin, your continual pain is evident in your comment. It never satisfies me to think that someone must endure this. I have a sign in my home that says “to ride a bicycle, one must keep moving”. I don’t ride anymore but I move whenever I can. Surprisingly, when I’m moving, most of the time the pain is secondary in my mind even though it hasn’t actually left my body. If this sounds preachy teachy, sorry.
Relief for the pain, numbness, and tingling in my right hand, wrist and forearm is taking far too long for my tastes. The left side hurts, too, though its much better than the right side this year. I’ve had problems on both sides for a decade now and have tried so many things, yet I still have severe symptoms. Maybe I’ll get a second surgery. It will probably take at least several weeks to jump through all the hoops, possibly even several months, and I don’t know if it will help more than the first one.
Me catching up with today’s world.
It’s been 22 months since this headache started. It’s always there, but varies in severity. Usually by mid-day, though, it gets to the point where getting hit with a sledgehammer would be an improvement. I’ve seen a few different doctors and tried various medication, etc. Still working on it.
I hate that I can’t make commitments. (I have a profound aversion to making promises I can’t be sure I can keep.) I hate that I’ve had to skip performing with choir, that I had to quit volunteering, that I’ve missed more church than I’ve attended this year (CLF helps fill the church gap for me), that I have to stay home and keep quiet or else be in pain in public without the recourse of lying down, which is the only thing that always helps.
I can’t wait for this crap to be over. And yet I can’t be sure it ever will be.