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Smiling through the pain

How can you still be smiling? How can anyone possibly smile when they are in that much pain? Maybe you aren’t really in as much pain as you say you are! Oh trust and believe I am! When your body is basically breaking down you have two choices stay on the pity pot or jump off and try to make the best of a crappy situation. I choose the latter. Trust me waking up every morning and putting knee braces on is not my first choice. Waking up and putting on knee braces and switching from a soft neck brace to a hard neck brace is REALLY not my first choice right now, but it is my life. I can either suit up and show up or I can hide and be all poor me. Suiting up and showing up means I can see my niece and hear her giggle and see her zoom around the living room in that dress she pulled out of the dress up box. See my nephew giggle as he tries to steal his sister’s cookie while she’s not looking. Suiting up and showing up means I get to spend time with my brother and talk about why worm holes and Dr. Who actually make perfect sense and why the 10th Doctor is better than the 9th.

Suiting up and showing up means that I ¬†go to physical therapy and do the stupid squats that I hate to make my legs stronger so that maybe I won’t fall next time. Suiting up and showing up means that I get to have dinner with the whole family and laugh about this or that story that I had forgotten about until someone brought it back up from the family archives. Suiting up and showing up means I hear the prognosis and treatment plan from the specialists even when I wish it was better news. Even when I wanted better results.

I know I joke and laugh and smile more than people might expect, but that’s how I deal with the pain. Just because I’m laughing and smiling doesn’t mean I’m pain free it means that I am trying to do everything I can to fight the pain. I get tired easily; much easier than even I want to admit. I just have to honor my limitations and keep working on what I can fix and accept the things I cannot change at this point. It’s a bitter pill to sallow at my age, but I know things could be worse. I am going to keep on moving upwards and onwards! You have to keep a positive attitude or else all the negative will eat you from the inside. You cannot let all the bad things get to you or you will sit on that pity pot until you no longer exist and who wants that? NOT I! I would rather suit up and show up and enjoy life with limitations than miss out on all the joy life brings me!

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Butter-FLY

So if you KNOW me, you will know that I LOVE butterflies. Like I LOVE THEM. I actually have a butterfly tattoo that I got when I was in college I love them that much love them. So today on my adventures after physical therapy I saw a wind up book butterfly. So I think hmm will this work as well as it claims? The package tells me to wind the butterfly up, place it in a book, open the book and the butterfly will FLY. So I figure for $1 I will try this out. I mean I love butterflies and $1.00 is a small investment and this could be entertaining. I mean I could get some real hours of enjoyment out of this toy. So the first one I pick up is pink, but we look and see there are 3 color choices and I rejoice when I realize that one of them is PURPLE. So the 2nd thing you should realize about me is that I LOVE LOVE LOVE the color purple, always have always will. So I picked out a PURPLE butterfly.

I wound it up put it in a book opened it up it flew right into wifey’s HEAD! It bounced off and landed on the floor, I being the caring wife that I am BURST into hysterical GIGGLES! I LAUGHED AND JUMPED AND CLAPPED was like a 4 1/2 year old child that I am! I was so happy and gleeful that the butterfly FLEW! By the way in case anyone is wondering if the wifey is okay, she is. I of course immediately picked up the butterfly wound it AGAIN, placed it back in the book and this time aimed AWAY from the wife and let if fly again. It flew and once again I laughed and clapped and was JOYFUL. Wifey just shook her head and laughed at my very child like reaction to a dollar toy. I then exclaimed that I wanted to buy MORE of them because I wanted to make sure I had MORE FUTTERFLIES FLYING!!! She said that we could make that happen as long as I tried not to attack her with them, I told her I made no promises because as she could see I get very excited!