I sprained my ankle last week. I was determined to go to work and ignore that pain. I know the doctor said she should be off my feet for a week, and iced for at least 10 hours per day (because I couldn’t afford to get a cast). Family and friends told me the same thing.

I understood they care about me, but no one was going to be paying my bills. You can pray I heal and give me encouraging words, but my landlord isn’t going to care about any of those things. I took the pain pills, and got off of my feet as soon as I got home.

When I awoke the next day:

Pain : You thought you were going to get your way this time, “No Ma’am”.

Me   : I haven’t let you have your way before and today isn’t any different.

Pain : Okay, let me see you stand up without your cane.

Me    : It’s already 6am and I don’t have time for your pain. So, “Pain GO AWAY”!

Okay, I am an out of shape hard headed hard work woman, and I know when to stand down or sit down in this case. I called my job early to give them a heads up that I was going to be out of work for 6 days.

That first day was hard, but I wasn’t going to feel sorry for myself. I completed my blue & orange project, cleared out my email (some), and watched so many videos to help get my site working correctly. I got one part, but I AM NOT GIVING UP ON IT..

The second day, I kept on telling myself one more step, stretch for one more minute, and although that pain hasn’t gone away completely. It only comes back at the end of my work day. 

That pain may have won a few days ago, but I haven’t stopped stretching or rest as much as I can:

Me    : Pain you got a hold of me for a short time, but I already said it…

Pain  : I am still here and I’m not going anywhere…

Me     : You keep telling yourself that, because I am Not Listening to you….

The words I said were true and as I stayed home resting. I took notice of how many people knew I was hurt and how many people reached out with kind words. Not surprised there were less than a handful.

When I get to work I hear, “Oh I meant to call you, because it wasn’t like you to miss any day.” I just smiled and kept doing what I was supposed to do. Every now and then they would come over to see what happened, but had to leave quickly when someone noticed them out of their work area.

 Pain can be physical or mental. I will Never let pain stop me from doing what I have to do to survive, or being a better me. I know I have to stop working paycheck to paycheck, because there is no way I can save.  I want to start enjoying my life and working for a dead end job isn’t going to work.

I am also going to keep true family and friends close as I move past my here and now and speak to others as I keep it moving. I am going to end this with a question? Are you going to let go of your pain? 

Bye IV Now, LD*