I want to bike. And run. And do my TKD. I want health and sturdiness of body. I’m willing to work for it. I don’t expect it to just happen. For the most part I guess I have that. But here I sit with a heating pad behind my back. An appointment with a doctor tomorrow to read the xrays from today.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It just started to hurt.
Before I can get myself worked in to a tizzy about some back pain I remind myself that it’s a blessing to feel pain. A blessing to be able to go to a doctor to check it out. It’s a blessing to have a job with sick time. A great blessing to have insurance. It’s a blessing to not be in pain alone, and others around to help if needed. It’s a blessing to only have to put things on hold until things heal. It’s a blessing to be able to stop myself from whining.
Sometimes it takes a little pain to keep the good in focus.