At physiotherapy, I saw another patient and was absolutely baffled.
Despite her injured knee, she wore makeup and her legs were shaved. I on the
other hand, totally overwhelmed by pain look like the bear from the movie ‘The
Revenant’. I have gained weight, can’t sit still for a
haircut and wear loose cloths in which I can sneak into without my right
shoulder finding out.
Now I understand pain better. I am no longer surprised that people confess to the crimes they have not committed after ‘persuasive interrogating’ from cops.
My mom says health is the biggest wealth and she also says we
don’t enjoy any of the luxuries in life while sick or in pain. Except for Netflix, she
is right.
I am not the bravest soul in the world. So there is no longer a quest to find balance in my life,
with this pain. The plan is to accept my challenges/grumpiness/handicap with left open arm , till the
pain starts to be my busy friend again visiting me only once in a blue moon.
1 comment:
Pain is a weird catalyst.. It can make you weak as long as you give in. Its like that three year old kid who play all the pranks in the book to maintain and sustain your attention levels. give him no importance and he will sit quietly in a corner.
I aint saying this from my experience but have heard analogical reasonings many times from people with broken bones.
If you ever need an inspiration.. its time to pop in mint and watch House MD S01- S09
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