I’ve been sitting for 56 years. You’d think I would have mastered it by now. But no. Today I couldn’t sit at the table and eat breakfast. I hopped around, doing dishes, doing laundry, noshing on random bites to eat. At my desk I shifted, adjusted my chair, stretched, got up again. Jumped from one browser tab … read more Day 79: Sitting with myself
Tag: pain
Day 50: The absence of pain
When you’re young and you say “I was feeling no pain,” you mean that you were happily drunk or high. Today I was feeling no pain, but in the sense that a 50-something means it: Yea!! I didn’t have any pain! Well, no major pain, anyhow. True, my foot ached from the bone spurs, and … read more Day 50: The absence of pain
Day 39: Make it stop
I laughed out loud at the headline in our local newspaper: “Pain often comes with age.” Now there’s a news flash. Mostly, I don’t mind getting older. I make better decisions, I don’t get as agitated, I’m not quite as restless. But at times I quote my mother: “It’s hell to get old,” she used … read more Day 39: Make it stop
Day 24: Lucky 13
My number 13 tooth has been a problem for a long time. It was probably one of the first cavities I had filled, as a kid. It was my only root canal, done sometime in the mid ’90s, and at the time there were a couple of tiny forks off the root that the dentist … read more Day 24: Lucky 13
Day 23: Vanity and pain
I should have known better than to wear those shoes. But I was going to a conference in Atlanta for women-owned businesses, and I knew that the women would all be wearing fashionable, high-heeled shoes. My North Georgia casual-comfortable Keens would not cut it in that crowd. Instead I wore some black shoes that had … read more Day 23: Vanity and pain