My life as of late has been unnerving. With much in the way of family strife and physical hardships, 2021 has definitely been the most painful year of my life. I’d like to say I’m nearly out of the woods, but it just seems like as soon as I start to feel that way, something new comes up.
The latest problem I am facing is recurring knee injuries. A couple of months ago, I had a bout of patellar tendinitis in my left knee, and now I fear I’m dealing with a torn meniscus in my right. The past week has been painful, and I’m currently waiting to see if bed rest and anti-inflammatories will allow it to heal (doctor’s orders). I don’t know if I’ll be healed enough to work on Monday, and that is scary, as I’m close to broke, and I can’t afford to lose much more time. People are counting on me, but my body is causing me to let them down. I don’t know how I can deal with this.
I know a lot of people are understanding, but there’s only so much I can falter before they lose faith in me and consider me unreliable.
My physical body performs strenuous tasks that are beyond the norm for most people, and as I’m getting older it seems my super powers are waning. I’m still capable most of the time, but I have to be careful not to go too far. Yet, the annoying thing is, my physical problems don’t arise from anything particularly straining; they crop up unexpectedly when I’m not in Hercules mode. It’s frustrating! I’ll be walking on my day off and suddenly my knee will start hurting. What the hell?
So here I am, lying in bed, wishing I could be working on something, but just waiting to see if I can even walk tomorrow. Have I not suffered enough for one year? Can I please get a good break?
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