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Persistent Owie

Not having the greatest of weeks. It seems that something deep inside has decided it’s time to remind me of everything that is physically wrong with me.

Endure

It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience. ~Julius Caesar

Why in the name of God would anybody want to do that? If you’d like a bit more about what a completely overachieving alpha bastard Julius Caesar was, check out this presentation on his invasion of Gaul. No wonder they stabbed him…

Anyway, enduring pain with patience is definitely not in my wheelhouse. In fact, I’m more than a bit fed up with it.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to get anything done when I’m constantly exhausted, headachy, body sore, vexed and perplexed by leftovers of all the dreadful things that have assaulted me in the last half century or so.

It’s really quite annoying and I’d like a bit of a reprieve, thank you. I do have things l’d very much like to get done.

Being perpetually distracted with pains and ailments as well as being hamstrung by soul-sucking fatigue really gets in the way of me completing even the most meager to-do lists.

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.

But I’m not holding out much hope that my situation will improve any time soon. Actually, I’m fairly apprehensive of some upcoming doctor appointments.

I’ve got to see my primary about the progress in treating the diabetes that kicked in this year. That’s a bit iffy. Sometimes I feel alright (relatively speaking) and others I’m just exhausted, brain-foggy and suffering other more obnoxious symptoms.

I’ve also got to have a consult with the eye doctor about my cataracts and the foggy bit on my right lens. Some days I can just about see out of my right eye. Most days, it looks like I’m looking through wax paper. The bizarre thing is that my peripheral vision is just fine.

I’m really skittish about my eyes, so the doctor suggested my cataract procedure would need to take place under general anesthesia. Agreed. There’s no way I’m sitting still for someone digging around in my eyes long enough to get cataracts taken care of.

Naturally, I’m concerned about waking up entirely blind. It’s not that I doubt the skill of the doctors. It just seems to be par for the course. Something fairly routine will turn into yet another thing to make my life difficult.

I’m not typically a pessimistic person but as health concerns go, the only direction is generally down. That gives me little to be optimistic about.