Houston wrote:
"Well everyone, didn't have a great day Friday, stayed in bed
thinking and sleeping. Friday May 6 was my 11th aniversary of auto
accident and can't seem to stay motivated. Feel better now but I
think it was just being the identical day 11 years ago."
I'll probably be sticking my
foot-in-mouth again with THIS topic of injury anniversaries but it
hasn't stopped me before ![]()
.
But it IS the way I
feel. Many of you seem to make it a real big issue/deal (THE date
itself each year). Mine was October 19th, 1979 but I RARELY even
notice (and haven't over ALL my 25 yrs) the date when it comes
around. Maybe because I don't always look at the daily dates on a
calendar OR just because the date is just a date to me. Unsure why
really.
I'm more apt to keep bringing
up the time I was diagnosed with syringomyelia (making paralysis a
spring zepher) because I tell medical personnel more often and I quit
work then because of it. But I just look at it objectively as just
one of many medical mishaps since my injury.
There's NOTHING I can DO
about, or with, October 19th. Just like I can't DO anything about
the dates of my parents and grandparent's devastating death dates that
hit me hard THEN. OR like I can't DO anything about 9/11 but
recognize it for what it was and carry on. Or all the horrid
conditions of the holocaust or numerous history
horrors.
I'll 'reflect' upon those
times when thinking of my LOST and most beloved family
members' death dates but getting myself doused in sorrow or
depression is silly, foolish and extremely selfish to those I need to
make happy *today* and EVERY day - like my spouse.
Our marriage anniversary and
my other family's anniversaries & birthdays make neon signs of
remembrance in my brain but Oct 19th doesn't. This past October
was my milestone 25th injury date but I think it passed before I
remembered it.
100 years ago quads would not
have lived or if they did .. a very short life. So are we
fortunate or not now? I'd rather see the glass full and say
yes.
Frankly, the last few years,
with home help nightmares, UTIs and a host of other hurdles I've
struggled to overcome and live ... my injury date's coming and going has
not even made it on my importance-o-meter! Along with keeping my
days full IT, like all other dates, have come &
gone.
Spending a day in bed AS A
CHOICE to wallow in self-pity is a severe waste IMHO! I HATE it
when I'm FORCED to because of a wheelchair repair or other "necessity"
of life.
We're all dealt a hand of
cards in this life. Some abuse the hand while other maximize our
fleeting existance as a human (in the whole perspective of hundreds of
thousands of years) born into this world.
I'm down today because nothing
is going right so I hate TODAY.
But this
injury-date-recognition obsession to celebrate or pout is odd to
ME.
Lori
