I figure as long as you focus before Daylight Savings Time changes, that's fine, right? :)
The focus of this year is healing right now. Doctor visits, physical therapy, not beating myself up as much about being crippled, etc. I have this amusing idea that since I'm not working two jobs right now, since I'm not where I (think I) want to be, since I've dropped so many things (and can barely hold on to what I have), maybe I should stop dwelling on these failures and see what kind of healing I can do with the down time I have right now.
One doctor told me he thinks I could get better than I am, but it would have to be serious rehab. "It would be another full time job," he told me. "That's the kind of effort it would take. Like Joe Mauer!"
The last time I tried to hold down two full time jobs was probably a certifiable near-disaster.
But I am so tired of being in pain. If there is any chance I can improve, I should probably take it, even if it ends again in failure because then, in my failure, I can say I really did try because, you know, that may have a slight effect, like ibuprofin . . .
Problem: God alone knows if the federal office of workers' compensation programs would pay for that kind of rehab.
It's hard to imagine that there was once a time when I really didn't want Jesus to come back really soon because there was so much I wanted to do here (not including the whole injury and derailment of life as I knew it, of course).
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
One foot in front of the other. Stay near a wall at all times in case you start to feel light-headed. Always have a hand on the stair railings (the good hand, or at least whichever one is working [better] today).
Someone must be carrying me because it's been a long time since I could carry myself.
This, too, shall pass. Eventually.