Day 8 – Post slicing

I want to write, but have no idea about what to say except that the girls are still giving me fits. Now it is day 8 post surgery (slicing), and why do I think that the trauma they experienced should be over and done with already. I guess I’m impatient, or I’m anxious… am I really healing, will I have to go through this again? How many more smash-o-grams do I have to endure before I hear “you need to ditch the girls.” So you can see that I am rambling and my anxious thoughts are going round and round and I’ve been taught that I should stop and be mindful and breath to stop my brain from torturing me. Surely there is a poem in all of this. Surely? Let me see….

Girls throb
with pain
not excitement
Ice to the rescue
NO pain pills needed
Let the throbbing cease

I distracted myself and got my anxiety calmed down. Now time for ice.


3 thoughts on “Day 8 – Post slicing

  1. Sometimes I am inspired to write by something as simple as the weather or the season, other times some little incident that happens at work grabs my attention – and then there are those other times when I am physically, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted and totally dry – It is then that reading the posts other bloggers have written that inspires me, if I’m lucky, if not, then I have the pleasure of reading. I hope you have a full and speedy recovery.

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