Trying

Truck of the day:

 Grandson Josh sent me this:

Parked in his area of Charlotte. A 1955 Stepside pickup. Love it.

For today:

Of course we all have heard, “I will give it that old college try!” Since I never stayed in school, HS or College long enough to get aligned with that statement. At least this is a try.

Problems arise in all our lives, some worse than others. Two weeks ago I could not get out of bed. As long as I remained relaxed there was absolutely no pain. When I gave it a good try I was hit with a knife in my lower back. I actually thought, “Will I ever be up and around again?” Then I thought of people I have known who were in CONSTANT PAIN. I have a very high tolerance of pain, i.e. I do my dental fillings, etc with no shots, that is a slow constant pain. The KNIFE SHOTS catch me off guard and I do utter a bad word.

I have close kin who suffers all the time. I have been prescribed pain pills many times, seldom take them. BUT have given them to others who were in PAIN! Yeah I know that ain’t smart, but when asked and know the person is in PAIN I do what I can with a good conscience, knowing this person is solid and not an addict.

It has been two weeks, I visited a chiropractor and got a lot of relief. I appreciate my medical doctor but know if it is BACK PAIN I prefer the hands-on approach. I still cannot do a lot of things. NO LIFTING except with my back straight and the lift is parallel with my body.

Thanks to my love affair with cats and kittens we have had a few fleas visit. So WE placed ‘flea bombs’ all over the house and Sherry drove me to the mountains and back to let them do their work. Vacuuming is required for many days after the attack on the bugs.

With my back straight (like a marching marine) I have vacuumed the entire house, including garage and basement, with no ill effect on my back. I have done a lot of heat and ice. The improvement is so good I can think of backpacking again. (Unless I sneeze as I just did, OH BOY!)

I play a game with the fleas, I hear one say, “HEY hide here that mean machine can’t get us here.” But then I go there and the rest of them say, “I thought you said he could not come hereeeeeeeeee!” as they go into the bag.

Sherry hasn’t seen a flea in the last few days, thank goodness.

ANYWAY THANKS for the e-mails, comments, thoughts, prayers and extended love my way. I have enjoyed reading blogs and cowboy books during my ice and heat treatments.  

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