Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Last week I wrenched my arm and shoulder lifting something heavy. I exacerbated the injury on Sunday by sailing (which always involves pulling hard on many ropes) and have suffered nearly a week of considerable pain that has kept me awake most nights despite the popping of handfuls of pain killers and anti - inflammatory medication. So today I took the day off with the intention of going to the doctor and finishing off the last of my work planning that was due today.
At one point during the day I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror - Old, overweight, limping (another long story) holding onto my sore shoulder and feeling somewhat worse for wear. It might be easy to bear if the Pohutakawas were blooming on a warm summer wind; but its rainy, wet, cold, my car failed its warrant of fitness (rust), my plannings late and my jeans don't fit anymore. Bugger is all can say at the moment - bugger, bugger, bugger. In fact I feel like shit.
But maybe I should take the advice of Christopher Robin who when talking to a completely different kind of Pooh said - "Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think." ---- Maybe.