a gift and a dream

[cornerofmadness]

Doctors talk a lot about the gift of pain. Mostly I think patients think we're idiots. Hand us our painkillers or else without realizing the damage pain killers allow us to do to our bodies (I'm talking acute, traumatic pain vs chronic here). Ask any diabetic or someone with a spinal cord injury how terrible it is to have the gift of pain revoked.

My ankle was feeling better. Only hurts at the end range of motion. It's almost not blue and only a little swollen. So, since it's ridiculously warm out I go outside and start breaking up the ice on the drive with a metal shovel because as anyone will tell you, once the snow melts off (as was the case) and you're left with bare ice, you're screwed.

I get the ice off or at least salted into submission in the thickest areas and go in and put up the plastic on the bay window. Ankle doesn't hurt because hey pain killers. I have no idea that it's fatiguing. I get the plastic up and as I put up the last bit of tape, the ankle gives way and I fall through the damn plastic. I decide I can't redo it because I'll just really hurt myself (ankle is now really hurting and swelling). I just tape up the tear with clear packing tape and ice the joint. Now my wrist is blue and swolled from where it slammed into the window. Pout.

And on a totally different topic, I woke up out of a dream and sadly I can't regale you with the details of it because they are gone but they were in depth. I had a job of taste testing chocolates, beers and watching porn for 'quality' I can only imagine what my brain is trying to tell me with THAT one.