Tuesday, September 15, 2020
A bit of levity, perhaps...
Kids being kids.
Couple of groaner Dad jokes.
What does a fish say when it bumps into a wall?
Guy walks into a bar with jumper cables draped over his shoulders.
"Hey," sez the bartender, "you tryin' to start something in here?"
She walked into the bedroom again Sunday night and smiled that smile. It was again an odd experience. I heard and felt her footsteps, her movement. It felt partly like a dream but partly like reality. Which was it?
"Do you come here every night?" I asked. I felt a moment of panic that I might be sleeping through most of her visits.
She just smiled. But words I'd shared with her many times came back to me in a strange commingling or her voice and my voice.
"It's just a thing, Sweetheart."
And, "Suck it up and drive on."
I decided to cut my Sunday hike short at the 3.5 mile mark. I was experiencing a return of radiculopathy in my left leg and it got to the point where pushing farther seemed unwise.
Over the past week I'd been having more shooting-burning pains in the leg; on the outside or lateral aspect of the thigh and calf and on top of the foot. Those painful symptoms had been gone since the lumbar injections I received on August 4.
While the pain was returning and growing slowly in intensity, it hadn't yet approached the pre-injection level of intensity.
Fortunately I had an appointment with the pain doc Monday (yesterday as I write this) after lunch. While doing dishes Monday morning I noted that the old bugaboo of standing on a hard surface was causing a good bit of pain once again. So at lunchtime I headed for the big city of Scottsbluff to meet with the doc.
I've seen this guy thrice before; twice in his office and once in the interventional radiology/injection suite. Each time Alex was with me. So this trip was missing an important component, and that was a bit harder than I expected.
"Where's your wife?" asked the receptionist. She was shocked at the news and teared up.
"Where's your wife?" asked the nurse who took me back to the exam room. She was shocked at the news and teared up.
When the doctor came in he'd obviously heard the news and was blinking back tears.
Alex had a way of connecting with people. I think they sensed that she was a real person who was actually interested in them as real people. No game face, no bullshit, Just Alex being genuinely Alex.
It was tough to share the news and tough to bring unexpected grief to three people she had touched with her Alex-Presence. But it was good in a strange way.
Suck it up and drive on.
The plan is to do another round of injections. The doc thinks it might have a better and longer lasting effect this time. We'll see.
Be well and embrace the blessings of liberty.