Compared to pre-surgery, at first this pain was nothing. Piece of cake. Walk in the park. Mildly annoying, but nothing to complain about. I knew, it could be worse.
And worse it got. Bearable while relaxing for months during recovery, the ache was exacerbated by things I didn’t expect. Everyday things. Typing on laptops. Shaving my legs. Wearing purses. Carrying groceries. Bumpy bus rides and jerking subway cars. Walking my dog. Assembling easels for art events. Sitting in chairs. Using my arms in general.
And stress. Stress intensified it all, times ten.
As the pain ramped up, the ache transformed into a fiery hot coal ember burning a hole in my spine. I immediately dropped all stress from my life. My dreams of living in high-stress, fast-paced New York City, finally realized – became a casualty. A slower pace, support system, and refocus on long term recovery were the goal.
While frustrated, I tried to see the message the universe was sending me. There it was, plain as day. I’ve been reminded once again that I deserve to relax. That I need to relax, and just enjoy. Since I wouldn’t on my own, I’ve now been forced.
So I’ve decided to go with it. The only future goal is to enjoy and do things that make me smile. Stress free, with no ladders to climb or phonies to impress. I’m leaning towards investing in beachfront property.
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