Let’s Keep Things in Perspective, Shall We?

I woke up this morning in agony. I do not exaggerate. Opening my eyelids caused pain signals to be transmitted to my brain. If you’ve ever scratched your corneas, you know of which I speak.

I have chronic dry eyes. Yesterday, I screwed up twice. I didn’t drink enough water – which does affect my eyes – and I didn’t use my eye drops.

So, last night I grabbed the gel I use at bedtime for my eyes – to make up for all my other screwups during the day. Oops, forgot to use that, too. Ergo, the acute pain in my eyes this morning. It took two hours, hot compresses, three separate eye drop infusions, and 32 ounces of water until I felt like I wasn’t going to scream.

Getting out of bed was fun because I wrenched my knee two days ago and I’m still limping. Then the back.

So I’m sitting at my desk with an ice pack on my knee, one on my back, and in the dark since light still hurts my eyes.

However, it could be so much worse and for that I’m eternally grateful. I have two working legs and a lot of people don’t. I have the ability to walk which isn’t shared by everyone. My eyes work wonderfully well.

Now all I have to do is the maintenance to keep all these parts in good working order. Don’t do stupid dance moves with your dog and screw up your knee, Karen. Remember your back exercises, Ms. Ranney. And for the love of all that’s holy, don’t forget your eyes!

Do you do stupid things like that, too?

16 thoughts on “Let’s Keep Things in Perspective, Shall We?”

  1. Oh, yes. Before I let myself get mad at me I try to remember we are all human and humans are not perfect. We often need reminders and everyday has a learning curve just for us.

      • I just put alarms on my phone not to forget, plus I just ordered some more of the expensive drops. I could have prevented all of this by just doing what I should have done. Ugh.

  2. Now, not so much….but once upon a time…I used to be able to do everything. I helped carry a canoe when I was 9 months pregnant. But, the best, I was home alone, and we had purchased the most beautiful antique maple dresser. I decided to move it from the garage to the spare room. I did OK in the garage (cement floor) through the kitchen (tile floor) then I got to the living room carpet.

    I felt it when I tore things in my back, shoot fire, I even heard it. Now I live with a degenerative spinal disease. Walking and standing can be an adventure in new not so much fun.

    But, I can still walk. Most days the pain has become something I simply handle. I do not want to take pain meds because I am a control freak. I take 3 herbs which help me.

    Yes Ma’am. I used to walk a couple of miles a day. I used to be able to do nearly any physical thing I tried. Now, I look back and realize there were times when I should have asked for help. Did I mention I am a control freak? I know I made bad choices. But it is way too late to do a thing about that.

    But, for you, please, take care of you.

    • I’m so sorry about your back, Annette. Degenerative disks are no fun whatsoever.

      Today is a reminder that I need to be fixated on maintenance. I will probably be in pain for most of the day with my eyes and knee. Again, a reminder to not do this again, doofus. Ah well. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. I do stupid stuff all the time. I have really bad neck problems so on my good days I do a bunch of stuff, vacuum, mop floors, work in the garden. I overdo it and the next day I feel like crap. I hate when that happens.

    • I sometimes think I’m invincible yet I’m surprised to discover that isn’t the case. ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Where i go so does stupid. Itโ€™s my trademark. The only reason Iโ€™m still alive is Iโ€™m one bitching tough woman you keep your parts maintained so I can keep on reading๐Ÿ‘

    • Those are the injuries that seem to hurt the most – the ones we inflict on ourselves.

  5. Yes, dumb things seem to nip at my heels a lot. The trick is to keep getting up and facing the hard times every day.

    • The worst thing about the knee and the eye thing is that I have a tendency to forget these wonderful lessons I’ve learned. Hopefully, not this time.

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