--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"I learned that nothing good comes without work and a certain amount of pain. When I finish a set that leaves me shaking, I know more about myself. When something gets bad, I know it can't be as bad as that workout. I used to fight the pain, but recently this became clear to me: pain is not my enemy; it is my call to greatness." ~Henry Rollins
Friday, February 15, 2008
Day 154...alive and well...sorta...i think...
So, I survived surgery and I feel a little more awake and alive today...at least until the next round of pain meds. I looked at a few of the e-mails and text messages that I sent yesterday and I laughed. It was the typing equivalent of slurred speech. I'm sure it gave the people I love a good laugh.
I'm not EVEN missing working out yet because I am hurting so bad. I feel like I've just been in a gang fight where I was repeatedly punched in the ribs and then stabbed in the belly...several times. My doc told me yesterday that he ended up doing a little more than he had originally planned, which makes some of the "extra" pain make sense. So far...it looks like the surgery was a success, but only time will tell for sure.
For now..I am taking life on just 3 to 4 hours at a time...which is how long I go between taking my pain medicine.
3RD DAY OFF
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