Just
before Christmas, I received a welcome holiday gift from the medical
technician who guided a power saw through the plaster cast on my left arm.
Liberation! X-rays had disclosed healthy new growth around the bone I cracked
in a November fall.
Yes,
yes...there was still a removable brace to wear as my muscles remembered how to
flex and bend after a month of immobility. But the brace seemed a minor
limitation in my dash to reclaim full access to a healthy, active body.
Armed for Action
I started with reasonable caution. A few sessions of
deep-water jogging before moving on to a 2.5-mile neighborhood walk. Then, a
hike on a local mountain trail, giving my restored left fist the test of a
hiking stick. My pace was slow and my wrist was weary by the time I completed
the circuit. It was a good tired. A sign that my body was rebuilding.
By
evening, I could feel tightness hardening at the back of my knees. By morning, I
grimaced as I climbed the stairs to my study. I began to sense
that there was more to mend in my body than the crack in my ulna.
Common
Sense, Common Forgetfulness
Common sense prompts us to deal with the obvious injuries first in an
accident, but eventually, it’s pain that turns our focus to the secondary consequences of an injury. Turns out, in this case, the arm bone connected to the thigh bone.
Arm bone connected to the head zone |
My
left arm took the lead in this fall, but ribs and hips came tumbling after. My
whole skeleton felt the impact, and shifted a bit in response. I’m back in reflect and recovery mode now, slowly (ever so slowly!) restoring the physical alignment that keeps the
moving parts of my aging body moveable.
Once
again, it’s taken a setback to restore consciousness. Normally, and
quite happily, I take for granted the wholeness, and delicate balances, that
sustain my skeletal framework, my mood, and my zest for life.
Today,
in addition to impatience and frustration, I acknowledge the wholeness (and
delicate balances) of my being—body, mind, and spirit: arm bone connects to
the thigh bone; thigh bone connects to the head zone; head zone links to
the heart tone; etc, etc, etc…and so the spirit heals.
Carolyn, I am so sorry to hear about this! However, I know it is a minor and quite temporary setback. Just a reminder that we are human, not super human as we sometimes like to think, and that (damn it) we are geting older and sometimes our bodies aren't quite up to our wills and minds. Hang in there,enjoy the journey, even if it not quite at the pace you originally had hoped for.... Thanks for the updates. -DD
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