I feel good. That’s something I haven’t been able to say since a year ago LAST Christmas. That’s when my back issues began, that’s when my arthritis took off like it was turbo-charged, that’s when I was put on a new array of drugs. Some worked, others subsequently put me in the hospital several times because they affected other things going on in my body. I’ve aged a lot these past two years and my body, both inside and out, is letting me know about it. I’ve been one ache and pain, groan and complaint after another, almost non-stop. My wife must be sick of listening to me. No wonder she keeps the volume on the TV up so loud.
But suddenly, without notice, without explanation, without rhyme or reason, I started feeling better several weeks ago. Many of the aches and almost all of the pain have taken a hike. Sure, I still count on my Aleve and occasionally one of my heavy-duty pills to help out, but it is amazing how much better I feel. I don’t know why…but I don’t need a “why” to justify the feeling. I’ll just take it and be happy it’s there. If it doesn’t last long, so be it. But for everyday it does, I will acknowledge it and never again take it for granted.
I can’t imagine what it must be like to live with chronic pain —well maybe I can now after almost two years of it. My heart goes out to those who suffer with endless pain and discomfort. The physical aspects of that kind of lifestyle are unthinkable and I know there are mental issues too that must wear on you, adding insult to injury.
We humans have a tendency to take for granted the incredible energetic state of feeling well. To most people, feeling well means feeling normal and when things are normal we don’t complain until they are not. It is so nice to be in the almost-normal stage these days and I have made note to make a note of it every day that I feel this way…because I know how miserable it was when I didn’t. So hooooray hooooray for me and James Brown—He Duh Man…I feel good!