Work – body and mind

jabba  I was incommunicado for a couple of weeks with shoulder problems. Went to the doctor, who listened to me (!), prodded at my shoulder, then said something like “Well, you know when you have surgery, for every day you’re hospitalized you lose 5% of your muscle tone.”

Or something along those lines. So I started doing this compulsive numbers thing, thinking “Ok, so in the past two years I’ve been hospitalized 9+9+5 days times 5% = 23x.05=115%.

That means I’ve lost 115% of my muscle tone, according to my incredibly accurate compulsotronic calculations and geez, doesn’t that mean I should be a pile of goo by now?

Sigh. I hate when I think like that. But recovering from having been sliced from my guggle to my zatch not once but three times is a slow and tiresome process and I am still easily injured and easily fatigued. And discouraged, too. It is a process.

For today, though, I am energized by the thought of writing that damn great American novel, and energy is the best possible pain reliever. Ta-da! Grand-daddy would be proud (power of positive thinking, rising above it all, etc.)

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2 Responses to “Work – body and mind”

  1. Your granddaddy sounds so wonderful. What was it about his generation (my father and his brother have this, too, and I have to believe it came from their father) and the power of positive thinking?

  2. I think it was a good time for bright young people. Psychology, science, the power of the mind — a unique time. Flight, antibiotics, radio, movies, the telephone — everything in a state of incredible growth and change. Even with the depression and WWII and all its attendant devastation, there was also this belief that all things were possible, with the right combination of rational optimism, luck and hard work. Think about all of the parks and dams and bridges built by the CCC — those were a reaction to the hard times brought about by the depression, and they are still here to remind us that we have been strong in the face of adversity, and we have pulled together instead of apart.

    Well, anyway — I used to think he was a jingoistic fool, talking in quotation marks all the time. Now I wish for the energy and belief in the power of change to come riding into town on a big white horse to save us from ourselves. In time for the upcoming elections, please!!

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