Having a good time at the beach on vacation, but I can tell I am overdoing it. Mr. Wrong is catching and causing trouble but Mr. Right isn't perfect either. Worked back to some PT exercises today to help Mr. Right. But I know nothing is going to make Mr. Wrong better until I get it replaced.
My uncle works in the psych ward of an emergency department in a Raleigh, NC area hospital and he deals with a lot of stuff and he was impressed with the positive attitude I had toward my hip replacement, dental issues and the passing of my mother ( his wife's sister). He sees people dealing with chronic pain at their worst ( much worse than where most of us have to dea with) and knows where it can lead. It was great to talk candidly with him about where I had been the past few years. No matter what most of us deal with, there is always something worse.