“Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to set in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have – life itself.” — Walter Anderson.
As most of us who embrace life fully, I’ve had my share of emotional pain. But until this year any physical pain I suffered has always been minor. Even the births of my five children weren’t that painful.
Until this year, I’ve never even used all the pain pills I was given for broken bones or other grievances of my body. And never until this year did I actually ask for them.
A back problem a few weeks ago, not only had me asking for them, but then asking again for something stronger. I was then given a prescription that I had to pick up personally, and then show my ID before I could pick them up from the pharmacy.
I went through the first bottle of 60 pills, in which I was allowed to take eight a day, in about 11 days, and then asked for more. Thankfully, physical therapy is finally getting me back to normal. I had my last pain pill four days ago, with half the pills still remaining.
I’m thankful the pills were available because for the first time in my life I was in serious pain, such that I lay curled up in a recliner for eight days straight with nothing but bathroom breaks. But I hated taking them. They made me sick to my stomach, zapped my energy and attacked my brain.
Perhaps I have a different chemistry than others, but it still bewilders me why anyone would want to take pain pills for fun. Today is the fourth day I’ve been pain-pill free, and the first day I’m feeling myself again. I woke at 5 a.m. with some of my energy back. And I just got back from walking my canine companion, Pepper.
Life is getting to be good again. I’m sure hoping it stays that way. One thing for sure, I’m going to let others do all the heavy lifting for me from now on. Like all the other lessons in my life, I seem to only learn the hard way. But I do learn.
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