Funny how that works

We’ve all been in situations bleak, desperate, or frightening where, in our minds or perhaps aloud, we start making promises. Please, God, just get me through this and I promise I’ll …. All of us have probably done it at one time or another in one way or another.

My current situation seems vaguely similar; I’m noticing things that need to be done around here — at a time when I’m not allowed to do them. Convenient, eh? I’ve still got stitches in my eye (big ewww factor; believe me, I know!) from surgery two weeks ago and I’ve been warned not to bend or stoop (“Keep your head above your heart”), not to strain, not to lift anything heavier than 10 pounds, etc. (It sure took a lot of trips from the car to get all those groceries into the house the other day!)

I mostly just sit around working on the computer or watching TV, and trying to keep my eye drops schedule straight (was it 4 times a day for this one and 3 times a day for that one … or the other way around?), doing laundry (small loads), dishes, etc. And you would not believe how many tasks I keep seeing that need doing that I can’t do right now. (Oh, snap!):

When I get through this …

I’ll get that second bedroom cleaned out enough to actually function as a bedroom

I’ll rearrange the furniture

I’ll hang all those pictures

I’ll start exercising more

I’ll get some yard work done

Etc., etc., etc.

Funny how I never thought about doing those things before the surgery. And I’ll bet once the eye is healed, I’ll be blind to them again.

But hey, it’s not like I promised

10 comments

  1. Quite right, PT. My memories of such times include nine months or so struggling with recurrent corneal abrasion, a herniated disk that left me with some permanent paralysis, a “frozen shoulder”, and a strange malady that once had me flat on my back dizzy for three days, apparently some bug from a contaminated swimming hole. I felt absolutely helpless each of those times. “Why me?” Little wonder that we sometimes suspect that some vengeful spirit is toying with us. Yet we somehow persevere, and you will too. Hang in there.

    1. Thanks for the encouragement. Perseverance is really our only option, isn’t it? I mean, you either keep breathing, or you don’t. Whoever said it, nailed it: “Old age is not for sissies.”

    1. It’s amazing all the things I see that need doing … and once I’m cleared to do them … probably won’t. Not that I will deliberately, consciously ignore them. They just won’t appear on my radar anymore. Funny how that works.

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