Sunday, February 17, 2013

Pain in the.....

I'm in a miserable mood today for no good dam reason except pain. It all started on Friday when I hobbled my ass to work on a already swollen right ankle that's been killing me for a year with chronic tendinitis and then proceed to climb up and down a 6 foot ladder for 8 hours I know wa wah wah suck it up butter cup. However I'm used to that the real pain came when I switch to an 8 foot ladder to change a ballast on an old light and climbed down said ladder and step off as if I was on the six footer. For those that don't follow that makes me roughly two feet from the concrete floor which for some might be fine but for my hobbled ass was lets say ouch! I know laugh away but I'm sure if you have worked around ladders at all at the end of a day in a rush you have done this before. Of course first reaction is to look around and see if anyone noticed  my stupidity which no one did, then was to try and walk it off, knee twisted, ankle throbbing and back starting to immediately assume the s curve. Yeah FML. Thankfully it was time to go home and lick my wounds which I did with a Epsom salt bath and some Advil. Saturday started with cleaning out the rest of the junk from my mothers old house its amazing how much shit builds up in a little amount of time so it was more heavy lifting and limping around. By the time all was finish I rushed home showered and headed off to see Larry the Cable Guy in concert at the Myerhoff . We parked at my work and walked the half mile to a restaurant across the street ate over priced Mexican food and drank expensive beers laughed our asses off and then walked back which in a long winded version to this morning when I woke up and tried to get to the bath room. I don't know if it was the numbness or the pain that made it harder to move I feel like I been hit by a truck. Fuck this getting older shit I ain't even forty yet . I am starting to regret all the I ain't skeered moments in my life you know the one that end up with stitches or a cast or just sucking it up because going to the hospital might tip off the cops that it was you driving that car  motorcycle golf cart. The beer doesn't even knock the edge off anymore and I hate pain killer so I guess I better just get used to it. I am assuming that's why they say growing old ain't for sissies. See there I feel a little better already but lunch is over and I wont be getting off until 11 so I'm sure it wont last.


  1. As an 'older' guy with chronic pain, take heart! it only gets worse...
    I'm fortunate enough to have a sawbones who seems to really care and pay attention, and asks if I need additional meds.
    I upped mine last time. Doesn't solve the problem, but makes it a little more manageable.
    Taking appropriate pain meds help!
    Good Luck!

  2. Yeah tried the pain meds thing once had my first back sugery at 26 and did the whole pain management thing before that but all the pills made me ill so instead I started doin yoga and I try to stay in decent shape for a fat guy though with the ankle messed up thats been pretty hard lately. And your lucky if you can find a doctor that will prescribe anything cause with all the drug abuse these day they look at everyone with pain like your just trying to get high.