Thanks for all of the kind words and
admonitions. I am feeling quite a bit
better tonight as compared to last evening
when I nearly headed for the ER.
The surgeon finally got back to me and
left a message that he truly feels there
shouldn't be any real damage from my
playing kick-ball. He thinks I just pulled
a muscle.
I don't know about that but I am glad that
at this point the pain has lessened. I think
it was a bit more than a pulled muscle.
Hopefully tomorrow is better...
Nonetheless, I won't play any of these sports
again for a while, just in case.
Blessings on you dear friends. And to think
a year ago, I knew only two of you...
Love you guys!...
Pain is an interesting thing.
It has power.
The power to take away your energy.
The power to distract you from a goal.
It is disruptive and maddening.
I have pain!
Lots of pain!
Friday evening I decided to play kickball
with our church friends and family.
All was ok until Saturday evening when
Warren and I were at a business dinner.
Then...the pain set in.
It has not left.
I called and left a message for the surgeon...
no response. I called back...still nothing.
I am frustrated, angry and hurt.
We have family coming in today from Florida and
we will enjoy our time with them...but I so wish
I did not hurt so badly.
I don't know what to do...should I call my family
doctor or keep after the surgeon's office? Hmmmm....
Pain.
It hurts!
It stinks!
I thought this was fixed.
Makes me crazy!!!
Not in the run out and hurt people way...
In the curl up in a ball in bed and cry
sort of a way.
Thanks for letting me vent, dear blog...
and blog friends.
I'll be better soon.
