July 09, 2008> 10:25 AM
old mountain woman
Can I just talk like an old mountain woman (womern as my Mammaw used to say) for a minute? Here's what they do: How's it going Alan (or Berthy, whoever)?Weeell, let me tell ye, I can't hardly make it back and forth to the smoke house any more my back is so bad. And this pain in my elbow is about enough to make a big ole man cry sometimes. They laaaaaw, and did I tell you about my knees - laaww me, I can hardly get up and down some days, it's a sight. All the way down to the bottom of my feet, my right foot that is, my toe or foot, I b'lieve its the gout. In the sweet by and by I reckon all this pain'll fade away.
'Course I don't sit around thinkin' about dying and going to heaven, but you know, all that pain business is true. For some reason it just feels "good" to whine about it sometimes. Sleep last night was at a precious minimum - tossing and turning to relieve the back pain. I mean seriously people. I'm only 41! I feel like I'm fallin' apart over here. It's downright disheartening, I tell you.
Liz and I went for a walk yesterday. I actually initiated it. I'd like to stay consistent at that, but I don't have much faith in myself on that one. We'll see. Hell, by the time we got through, I was so stiff I was nearly bent over - riDICulous! It's time to do something about that - let's see if I do. I know, by the way, what to do, it's just a matter of doing it.
It doesn't help that I'm likely physiologically depressed these days either. Bryan was talking about his battle with depression lately. I don't have mine figured out as well as he does - I just know it's there, just sitting there like a frickin' lead weight on my soul, and I don't seem to have the strength to get it off. Fortunately it hasn't gotten so bad that I've just chucked everything and given up (although I feel like it sometimes). I keep praying, worshiping with the Church and doing mostly normal life stuff. Anyway, there's that. Peace be with you and me.
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