Treatment went Ok yesterday, and so far no serious side effects. Yesterday slept most of the afternoon post-treatment. So far, no serious wired-up feeling from the treatment, as has been the case. The problem with being wired up is that I talk too much, and add that to my normal talking too much, I think I become a little unbearable.
Another problem with wired-up is that I try to do too much. There is just a thin membrane separating restraint from doing too much physical stuff. The wired-up feel just breaks that membrane and turns all the dogs loose to chase the squirrel. Then I get a fatigue setback, which takes a couple of days from which to recover.
But sometimes now, after months of limited activity. its almost worth it. The going up might be worth the coming down. Perhaps physical deactivation would have happened soon due to aging up soon? But it's a lot to give up and sometimes I protest because I want it all back
But there is a lack of gratitude I see here. I forget that at 80, I could do almost what I could do at 40, except run fast. I forget that physically, I have been seriously blessed by God to have had all those great times. I forget that I didn't ever start doing triathlons until age 57 and then did 53 of those. And hard work, like splitting my firewood, I just quit that a few months ago. How easily I forget all I have been given.
God has given me much, but like Jesus says, "to whom much is given, much is required. And now I think what is required is to "run the race that is set before, looking to God, the author and finisher of my faith." And be more grateful.
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