Painfully Moving On

These last few weeks have been painful, and I mean that literally. Besides my ongoing shoulder issues, my left foot, my left ankle, my left hip and a bottom tooth have joined the ranks of ‘things that get on my nerves.’

Here is how it started.  A few weeks ago, I sat in my comfy chair – writing, as I do. Reclined with a window open, I enjoyed a bag of Stop and Shop brand Gummi Bears. I popped a red one in my mouth. Crunch?

“That’s weird.”

I ran to the bathroom mirror, only to see a bloody tooth hanging from the root. I guess that’s the last Gummi Bear that I will eat for a while. They were good though.

I’m sure you are thinking, “I need to know this because…?” Well, with my tooth extraction, tooth infection (dry socket) and the pain pills to heal me, my ‘moving on’ has been at a standstill.

That’s not 100% true. I am moving on in my relationships. I’ve told those who need to know that I’m done with the games. I’m done with the do-over’s.  I’m ready for the next chapter in my life.  Whether I like it or not, life is going to keep coming at me. As Grandma Malissia always said, “Life waits for no one.” So, ready or not, things will work out better if I join in.

It’s just the next apartment move that I haven’t done much with yet. I have another couple of months, but it will be here before I know it. And, this body of mine is not working with me. So, if anyone knows where I can get a new one, please share.

When I was 15 years old, I used to wish I could hurry and get older. That shows how much I knew. I had no idea that getter older meant physically getting older. I just thought it meant that I could make my own decisions; no one would be telling me what to do anymore. I could go to the store and buy whatever I wanted.  (That’s really funny, because I’m now thinking “with what money?”) I could see the world and meet famous people. NOT.

There should be a high school class called ‘What Life is Really Going to be like When You are an Adult.’

As an adult, I have seen the country and met lots of people – not necessarily famous people, just people. I don’t mean for that to sound trivial. I think people are what are important in this world. As I move on, I want to meet more people. That’s how you learn. And, I never want to stop learning.

Side note: The Middle and Modern Family — hilarious!

Anyway, as I was saying, I’m going to keep spreading the word that, pain and all, we must keep moving on and trying to see the world. Age is not supposed to be a hindrance to achieving ones goals. I think someone even said that “Life gets better with age.” Someone else said, “With age comes wisdom.” I guess I should meet these people and find out their secrets.

The holiday weekend upon us makes me think that most likely people are out there meeting new people, as I sit here typing. Obviously, I’m home. Not for long; as soon Tuesday gets here, I’m out. Things to do. People to see. Or, is it the other way around? Who knows?

So, for this weekend and post-surgery times to come, help me see the world through your eyes. Tell me where you have gone lately, and who you have talked to. Are you moving on? Or are you just moving? Either way, I’m curious.

I have a little over two weeks before my shoulder surgery, and I’m beginning to get really nervous. I feel like a kid who knows he is going to get a shot at the doctor’s office. My shoulder surgery is a bit more complicated than that, but the fear is the same. Part of my worry is the seclusion that comes afterwards. I think it might be bad if I were out driving after surgery with my left arm – seeing that I’m right-handed. Any thoughts? I’m a pro; I can handle it. I drive with my knees all the time. Oh, you know I’m just kidding, right?

I’ll be good though; I’ll stay in. But, my ‘moving on’ will continue. I may not be physically moving, but things still have to get sorted out. I’ll be searching for places and trying to find some money. By the way, I’m always open to ideas on where to find money. So, please don’t hold back on me. And, keep me in the loop with what’s going on. My mother always did say that I was the curious one.

3 comments on “Painfully Moving On

  1. madisonjohns says:

    Ouch … wow … really? Now that’s a lot of stuff to deal with all at once. I’m not moving on, I’m coasting. I don’t get nowhere much except work three days a week. I got chewed up and spit back out at work the other day by a patient. I managed to calm him down and he even apologized after the fact. I don’t blame him either. People were ignoring his call light or maybe they felt it was beneath them to move their ass down the hall to see what the hay he wanted. what he wanted too all of two seconds. I’m the nursing care assistant so I guess everything is on me. I work hard at work and when I come home if I’m lucky I have energy left to write and try and promote my recent book. I’m not complaining though, I’m just taking baby steps. I know people that have it so much worse than me, who am I to complain? I bless the good lord for what I do have. Money? No, not much of that to go around, but I have food in the fridge and a roof over my head. Who am I to complain, too many people have either. I smile everyday and try to encourage others. Why I do this I have no idea. I guess it’s just how I’m wired, I’m wired to care. I hope you get better soon, and by the way it’s a great idea to get rid of the negative people in your life and replace them with positive ones. The only thing negative has ever done for anyone is drag you down.

    When the going gets rough — the rough get typing! ~ Madison Johns

    • Well said. And thank you for the thoughts. My tooth and hip are much better. The rest I have to wait on.

      Sounds like you are dealing with a lot, but you seem to have a good handle on it. Keep typing and keep sharing.

      One of my many dreams is that more people will take note of someone besides themselves. But, in the meantime, the rough will take up the slack. 🙂

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