It’s Sunday afternoon and moving into the evening time frame. It’s been a long day. Age creeps up on the horizon, “Surprise!” It sounds something like Gomer Pyle. Walking has felt like I’m tripping through life on a tightrope. I’m no good at these times, and maybe that’s why a nap felt so imperative. My back is stressed. It’s impacting my endurance. Even if no nap, stretching out on my couch sure produces relief.
Life is impacted.
I used to walk my property without worrying about returning to the house, and now my dogs don’t get my full attention. At a car show yesterday, an hour’s walk required me to sit and relax along the way. I made full use of the time, enjoying thinking about a message I was preparing for Sunday.
It appears there’s nothing majorily wrong with my back that would require surgery. I’m not a fan of chiropractors’ adjustments, but I wonder if that’s not on my future plate. It isn’t easy to see my way forward. The back is integral to every movement, sitting – standing – walking. It’s affecting how long I can stand and walk and which chair is comfortable.
That’s where I am today, asking, “What’s Next?”
What’s next? God only knows, but I’m not through working through the day’s pain.
This happened as the result of a car accident. Someone pulled out in front of me in May 2021. I’ve been dealing with this problem since day one. Stress. Pain. Recovery is slow. Both cars were totaled. No one needed an ambulance. I was traveling nearly 50 mph.
I have a few thoughts on my mind, and I will work through them. All the while, I pray for a solution. Regardless, this will not stop me from moving forward. I know that much about myself.