This poem is somewhat appropriate for the state of my union. I am currently waiting out a bout of sciatica on the left side of my body. I had this trouble on the right side fifteen years ago or so. I am convinced this current left side sciatica is a longer term effect of the circumstances of the heart event I had in May.
I spent way too long on the hard cot you find in the emergency room and ambulance settings. That made my left leg go numb in the same way that my right leg has been numb since the eighties. I made my complaint and relearned the familiar lesson, that doctors really have no solution short of the radical intervention of surgeries that often don't work, even make things worse. The doctor said the numbness would go away. Of course it didn't. Instead it has transformed into a vicious stabbing pain. I can get around so long as I am willing to take it on. I am also fortunate that when I sit the pain stays at an easily managed level mostly. That means I can work anyway. Because I am on a blood thinner and will be for another seven months, I am not allowed NSAIDs and that doesn't help. Tylenol is basically useless. Not too happy right now.
Not Too Happy Right Now
I get desperate
looking at my legless life,
hating to depend
on you to move me,
fearful you don't care enough
to come in some need,
some emergency,
some bug on my unscratched nose.
I ache for life flight.
February 17, 2009 9:28 AM
Contraction
1 week ago
I would scratch your nose :)
ReplyDeleteI may have mentioned this. I have a super duper telescoping back scratcher that I use every morning and many evenings. Now I have no idea how I lived without it.
ReplyDeleteMichelle, you remind me of a saying...You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friend's nose.
Another joke, where the poem actually came from, is about the legless boy who is asked to come out and play because they wanted to use him as third base. That's a baseball joke for the international set.
There are exercises that help sciatica and decrease the pain. About five years ago I had a book about it, but can't find it now. Also, I did at that time get a better bed and that helped. I so understand the discomfort and the discouragement while you are in this situation. I hope your miseries end soon.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry Christopher. I get so mad when my body fails me, when it dictates my movement, my energy, or my direction. I hate to modify my actions, like the lame ass people in the back of the exercise video that have to do low impact, or can't use weights. I want to be a Marine with a presidential seal of physical fitness. Those days are gone.
ReplyDeleteThe sciatica was at peak this weekend and has been slowly abating since. I have no idea what I did to start the siege, though as I say, I know that immobilized too long on the emergency room cot started the whole issue back in May.
ReplyDeleteGroannnnn....
ReplyDeletesorry to hear you are not feeling well Christopher.... here's a picture of a transparent squid i found...
ReplyDeleteW&W, I got to your site and read your fantasy. :) I am full of fantasy myself, refuse to give it up.
ReplyDeleteMichelle, I am grateful for the fact that I can work. I can sit. I can sleep. And because work forces me to walk and climb around about once a day at this time, a long walk because I go as far away from my office as is possible and stay in the bakery. The walk is about a quarter mile one way. I know this is not bad for me. I look funny as I shuffle along, though.
Ghost, thank you for the baby squid. I feel better already.
"legless life"
ReplyDeletewow
this tells a lot!
made me think for a long time about the legs of my life... and the way they move me...
thanks for the think