It occurs to me
that I have not mentioned how my neck has been doing in the last week or two. That’s not because it’s all better. Just the opposite, in fact. The xrays revealed permanent damage to three disks in my neck (if the numbers 5,6, and 7 mean anything to you). Interestingly, the pain I’ve had on and off over the last year in my left elbow is directly traceable to one of these smushed disks. The doctor says damage such as this is normally from an injury or accident, but I can’t remember anything in my entire life that could have caused this, and all four of my older sisters simply point at each other when asked if they dropped me on my head as a baby. Talk about passing the buck! Anyway, it takes a while to get into physio around here, and I’m hoping the physio will help some with the coping mechanism. The pain will flare from time to time, but the idea is that there should be good times in between. I’m hoping, praying, and aiming for LONG good times in between. At the moment, this means that friends are having to bail me out (pun intended) with the chores while Jim works out of town. He’s home again tomorrow though, and it’s getting close to calf selling time. That will help.
Of course, you know, this finger-pointing means ALL your sisters, at one time or another, dashed you to the floor, so the damage was probably done long ago.
But seriously, I’m sorry to hear you’ve received such bad news about your neck.
I’m sorry, too, Jean, but folks get worse news than mine all the time. For perspective, my cousin’s wife (about my age with four teenagers) just learned that she has advanced uterine cancer. I’ll take my gimped neck and be VERY thankful for it.
You’re right. In perspective, your neck must seem minor to your cousin’s wife’s trials. I’m very sorry to hear about this. I’ll pray for them.
Thanks. Her name is Katherine.