Well, I'm now about four weeks post back surgery, and quite frankly I'm going a bit stir crazy. For someone who's always been active, the lack of mobility and inability to perform some of the simplest of tasks has been most frustrating. I never thought that putting on socks, and then shoes, would be an accomplishment. Activity wise, I've been limited to a few daily walks totaling an hour or so. No big deal other than it's a pittance for one used to covering miles, many of them.
In the past month, I've spent enough time on ice to prepare for the next life. That is, assuming that I'll be reincarnated as a gutted fish destined for the supermarket cold case. I guess that it will just take time.
I think back to a line from an old Tom Selleck movie (The High Road to China). In it he asked a wise old oriental man for some sage advice. The advice was......
"The oxen are slow, but the earth is patient."
Can't argue with that.
I'll end wi…
In the past month, I've spent enough time on ice to prepare for the next life. That is, assuming that I'll be reincarnated as a gutted fish destined for the supermarket cold case. I guess that it will just take time.
I think back to a line from an old Tom Selleck movie (The High Road to China). In it he asked a wise old oriental man for some sage advice. The advice was......
"The oxen are slow, but the earth is patient."
Can't argue with that.
I'll end wi…