I want to take a minute or two and force some gratitude upon myself.
My leg is hurting again, and my back, but then there is still all the numbness. I'm bloated and hungry from the steroids. I'm tired and loopy from the muscle relaxers. I'm thirsty as hell. And I can't think straight.
But.
I have a health insurance. A roof over my head. Some really beautiful, sweet roomies who like to love on me. I have good friends who are willing to help me out. I have colleagues that understand I'm not at my best this week. I have students who are being so chill about my weirdness, and not giving me any extra trouble.
The rest of my body seems to be working just fine.
And...the piece de resistance? I'm eating a big bowl of oatmeal with a huge dollop of dark chocolate peanut butter. It's like a cookie in mush form.
It's going to be okay.
(And it will be even better when I can go to yoga and run again.)
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