I’m doing this to see if its easier for me to type or write.
My fingers can be quite arthritic and cause me pain at times. Since going to Dr
Edgren several weeks ago, I decided to live graciously with arthritis. First, I
had to learn to spell it correctly. I thought it was “arthritus” like pus. That
was a younger me. Old age used to be quite funny to me in many regards. I was
ony acquainted with it distantly through the clients at work. After caring for
my parents and the beginning of my own onset, it’s become a friend and an enemy
I must deal with.
The truth is that instead of being more impervious to pain,
I seem to notice it more. I’ve always been a person who plays through it so
this is new. Pain seems more intense and disruptive. Is it because I’m keeping
more vigilance over my person or it because the pain of arthritis is truly more
intense than a minor injury or burn? Perhaps the mental toughness learned in my
youth was preparation for this.
Is it going down or straight across? I would never trade the
sense of peace and comfort with self that I worked for in order to go back 30
years when my knees felt better but I rode out a roller coaster of emotions.
It’s so much more difficult if not impossible to think your way into
contentment at that age than it is now.
So it’s off to the races, slower but much, much more
steadily.
