The push away
The in between
To carry on
Can be no more
The days we mourn
What once lived here
We can no more pretend
Pushed too far
This is the end.
The most difficult thing to explain to non disabled people is chronic pain. It comes and goes without rhyme or reason. Sure, sometimes, experience dictates you might feel worse after engaging in activity but you never really know.
My life, never really one of feeling good in recent years, has been in a more extreme downswing over the last few months. Hence, my lack of blogs here.
…The one little thing I do as I can that makes me feel like I’m an active participant in the world… I can’t do. I just haven’t been physically or mentally able to keep going.
I hope that changes, it likely will improve a little eventually, and then revert back the other direction. That’s chronic pain. You just don’t know.
It’s exhausting on every level.
Sometimes, just to avoid giving up, you do things anyway although, again, it’s sort of a one shot deal knowing more pain is coming.
Last night, my wife and I went to a local minor league playoff baseball game – Awesome.
Today, I’m dealing with higher than normal (even by my standards) back and leg pain as a result – Not Awesome.
I’d love to get more sleep. About four hours a night is my average since my knee replacement in 2015. Last night was a little less and, frankly, I’m struggling.
At least we won the game
This is my life with chronic pain. I hope to write more soon.
Wherever you are this day, remember, Love Accepts You No Exceptions.
I’ll try to remember those words apply to me too.