If it weren't for the pain medication I would look much like this picture. I think I actually I look like this on the inside, one big ugly dog that wants to bark or bite somebody's ass off. I guess I'm a little out of sorts this morning having woken up again at 5:30 am for no reason at all other than some body part was aching. I did go back to bed at 7:30 but could not sleep just lay there listening to my heart and having my brain on random play again.I got back up at 9:15 in search of images to use on the blog and listen to my heart beat. Don't get me wrong hearing your own heart beat is reassuring, but sometimes it gets a little annoying especially if you are trying to get some rest. I sound a little bitchy don't I! When I was at the GP yesterday I remembered what he said to me when he signed my "Must not Work" note. He said "Aren't you going to go a little stir crazy?" My reply was NO, well I've started to reconsider his question. Before I could putter in the garden, drive and even paint. Right now, I can sit, stand, sleep and watch TV. If I'm really pushing myself I can walk down the drive to the gate and back.
Here comes the rationalization. I am alive and each day I am feeling better that makes me grouchy. When I feel better I want to do things. I can't, NOT ALOUD, not for another 10 weeks minimum.
Sometimes you just have to bark a bit to make you feel better. Thanks for listening.
Billy:
ReplyDeleteSomewhere a dog barked. With the help of fear and echoes and winter silences, that dog had a voice like a big bronze gong. (It is a great dog.)
So it goes.
Montana