I find it kinda funny to be known for my strength/resilience because at times I'm a real wimp. Okay... let me rephrase... I even...
I find it kinda funny to be known for my strength/resilience because at times I'm a real wimp.
Okay... let me rephrase...
I eventually get around to being strong and resilient, but I either whine a bunch or have to psych myself up to doing it.
For instance, I'm afraid of needles. They say that most people who are afraid of needles aren't actually afraid of the pain/gross factor, but that they had a bad experience in the past. Well, that'd be true in my case: When was young, I had an ingrown toenail that needed to be dealt with. The doctor injected Novocaine through a very thick callous on my toe and the medication didn't work. My phobia is so bad that I get dental fillings without Novocaine.
|scared primate face|
So... back in February, I fell in the shower (I think it was more that I pinched a nerve and lost feeling in my legs). In May, I went to the ER because I was in excruciating pain (again, while in the shower... I need a bathtub...) and the attending doc at the ER was a dillhole to me. When I met up with my orthopedic doctor I left with a prescription for a discogram. Sadly, this is not like a candygram: It is not a message you send someone you love wherein an actor shows up your door in 70s garb, dances The Hustle, and hands you a bouquet of flowers.
I've procrastinated in making the appointment. Part of the problem was finding someone that does them, the rest of the problem was that I looked up discograms on the internets. You guessed it -- MORE NEEDLES! But, I bit the bullet and called the neurosurgeon's office today. It needs to be done.
I've grown too comfortable with saying that I can't do much because I'm injured.
So I'm gonna take a page from Roni and Carla and get my #wycwyc on. A large part of my What-You-Can/When-You-Can has been walking with Ingress (a real-time, worldwide game of capture the flag -- Join the Resistance! I'm @YoursBluely -- and have walked 1025km since December!). But there's more that I can do. I need to get my diet back on point (okay, how many times have I said that?). I need to use my pool (okay, it's not big, but I can walk laps in it). I need to do my yearly physicals.
I need to put my big girl underroos on every day.