New day, same old crap
Pain Spectrum – yellow-red
BM/RD Index – 40
Fuzz meter – 8
Wow. I’ve averaged two posts since August. Pretty pathetic.
Here's the scoop: I did not want to admit that I still feel awful. Not so much from the pain, which has been relatively steady lately - I only go into red if I try to do too much, which, I guess, is pretty often. I have been exercising and editing. I have even gone for the occasional solo outing or two. I know that this sounds great, and I guess that on some level it is. It is just that everything is still so difficult. None of the work I do to get myself better seems to stick. I just can't seem to get back to where I once was and it is driving me crazy. I used to be able to write or edit for four or five hours a day, but now an hour exhausts me, and sometimes it takes a few days before I can do any concrete work again. Half the time I exercise, I have to take the rest of the day off. A solo outing is almost guaranteed to send me to the couch the next day. I keep pushing and pushing at my limit, and I think maybe it is budging a bit, but it is all so minuscule. The car accident happened in November 2004. Its been two years, and I am nowhere near the level of performance I had before it occurred. For comparision, in 2002, two years after I had had that huge collapse that let to me having to quit the bank, K and I were actually able to go for long day hikes in Wales. Before the car accident, there were days where I could to take my computer and walk down fifteen blocks to a coffee shop where I would sit and work for a few hours. I cannot conceive of doing any of these things now.
I know that it is rather silly for me to feel so down about my capabilities right when I am finally able to do some things again. And I realize that I am lucky to be where I am at, that I need patience, and all the other bullshit that some of you will say to me after reading this. And I’ll appreciate the bull, really I will. But it doesn’t change the fact that I feel pretty frustrated and useless right now.
Well, this devolved into yet another post of me whining and moaning. Now I remember why I stayed away. At least now you all know. I’ll try to think of other things to say that do not include the W&M and get back later.
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BM/RD Index – 40
Fuzz meter – 8
Wow. I’ve averaged two posts since August. Pretty pathetic.
Here's the scoop: I did not want to admit that I still feel awful. Not so much from the pain, which has been relatively steady lately - I only go into red if I try to do too much, which, I guess, is pretty often. I have been exercising and editing. I have even gone for the occasional solo outing or two. I know that this sounds great, and I guess that on some level it is. It is just that everything is still so difficult. None of the work I do to get myself better seems to stick. I just can't seem to get back to where I once was and it is driving me crazy. I used to be able to write or edit for four or five hours a day, but now an hour exhausts me, and sometimes it takes a few days before I can do any concrete work again. Half the time I exercise, I have to take the rest of the day off. A solo outing is almost guaranteed to send me to the couch the next day. I keep pushing and pushing at my limit, and I think maybe it is budging a bit, but it is all so minuscule. The car accident happened in November 2004. Its been two years, and I am nowhere near the level of performance I had before it occurred. For comparision, in 2002, two years after I had had that huge collapse that let to me having to quit the bank, K and I were actually able to go for long day hikes in Wales. Before the car accident, there were days where I could to take my computer and walk down fifteen blocks to a coffee shop where I would sit and work for a few hours. I cannot conceive of doing any of these things now.
I know that it is rather silly for me to feel so down about my capabilities right when I am finally able to do some things again. And I realize that I am lucky to be where I am at, that I need patience, and all the other bullshit that some of you will say to me after reading this. And I’ll appreciate the bull, really I will. But it doesn’t change the fact that I feel pretty frustrated and useless right now.
Well, this devolved into yet another post of me whining and moaning. Now I remember why I stayed away. At least now you all know. I’ll try to think of other things to say that do not include the W&M and get back later.
Continue...