I don't think that there is any preparation for this getting older stuff. Mostly, I was too busy in my life to think about it when I was younger, and what could I have done about it anyway??
Now here I am, OLDER, and it's not hard to see that if one thing doesn't hurt, another one does.
I have had a bunch of dental appointments. Teeth get troublesome as years go by.
I am sure that I am looking at a hip replacement in the not too distant future. And while on one hand, the thought of surgery, any surgery, with my history, makes me shiver, I would have it tomorrow if I could get rid of this hip pain.
I can barely put a sock on, stairs are incredibly painful, sitting, standing, walking, anything actually, causes pain. There's this deep continual ache. With particular movements, there is a stabbing in the groin that goes right through me.
It started a year ago, and I have had one injection under fluoroscopy, which gave me about 3 months of relief. But of course, that is not a fix. It just puts off the inevitable.
I guess you could say that I have a bad attitude. I fell and hit my head FIVE years ago. Since then, as most of you know, there have been surgeries, and headaches that took over my life for much of the time. NOW, finally, my headaches are pretty manageable. And now this hip.
I have no patience for this, let me tell you.
The thought runs through my head that I have wasted TOO MUCH TIME on pain, and I do not want to waste more.
My appointment for my hip is a month away. I am ready. They can fix it in the office, I don't care. Hit me over the head, and just do it.
On the flip side, here it is: spring. There are so many things to do, and so many things I want to do. I know. I ask myself HOW?
What I've pretty much decided is that I am going to push through and do whatever, and as much, as I can. Hip be damned. I tell myself, over and over, that if I got through the whole brain/neck thing, that I can get through this. Of course I can.
But truth be told, there are moments when it just feels overwhelming.
"Circles" baby wraps on the loom. Weaving sustains me.
It's a deep down feeling of contentment and serenity that has no equal.
Like the song says..........
I will survive.