Hm. Metaphor…

So if I’m the bird, and the cat is Life…


Sorry – I’m about to whine. I’m still kind of depressed over Little Bear. And I’ve had this chronic backache for – I’ve lost count – five weeks? Six weeks? And I’m getting less and less motivated to get out of bed. I’m getting some work done but not really a lot because everything’s a struggle. Monsoon is starting, and that’s not my favorite time of year by any stretch.

I thought the back thing was improving but yesterday was bad. I did get the dump run done and those heavy things moved but it was against a drumbeat of spasms and pain that had me creeping around like a very old man and then I did something dumb. I went home and drank a couple of beers – okay, boilermakers – and then slept from two till around five, probably would have slept longer but the heat and humidity woke me, all dehydrated and muzzy-headed so that didn’t help. Never even put my leg back on all evening, just creaked around on crutches feeling sorry for myself.

There are things I should be doing. I’ve still got that new 12-volt line to trench in, and that’ll let me wire up my new battery voltage display. There’s the concrete stairs in the rear, but I can’t really do that until a money infusion hopefully next week. I’m only about halfway through converting the chicken yard into a dog run, not that I have a dog (sob). Hell, I’m still not done painting – haven’t done anything about that since completing the porch. The solar panel rack really ought to be scraped and painted before Monsoon gets serious. I don’t really care about any of that. My back hurts.

Sorry – I’m just whining. I’ve been in pain before, and I always get over it. This does seem to be carrying on for an unreasonable time, though. Took me a bloody year and a half to mostly recover from that torn rotator cuff and then just when I was feeling pretty spry again, this happened. I want to go out and play, and also I want to go back to bed for the whole day. Haven’t quite decided.

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5 Responses to Hm. Metaphor…

  1. beentheredonethat says:

    Maybe your back needs a rest and you should stay in bed, with a hot water bottle on it or a heating pad if you can do that. Ice would also help but… My rotator cuff injury took over 2 years to mostly stop hurting and allow mostly normal use of the arm. Do you have any anti-inflammatory medications? Swollen tissues press on nerves and cause pain.

  2. Judy says:

    Take the day off!

  3. jabrwok says:

    You only get one back, and sleep is the sovereign remedy. Rest it. Anti-inflammatories are good too, but if you don’t have access to them then just sleep more. We don’t want you crippling yourself.

  4. Mark Matis says:

    Is there anything we can do to help?

  5. Joel says:

    Nothing comes to mind, though I appreciate the thought. Just something I’m trying to work my way through.

  6. Ben says:

    Don’t fulminate too much about tasks that happen to still remain on your “to-do ” list. By any measure you have had a very productive construction season.

To the stake with the heretic!