tripped over the dog
Sunday, June 16, 2013
blessings in disguise! Finally I am forced to seek out alternative workouts. I never did those 10 minute 'spot treatments'. The bulk of my spark minutes were in working in the garden or exercising the dog. Now I cant do either for several weeks.
Back in 2000 an old boyfriend once said to me, "I am surprised you didnt yell at the dog" as I was getting stitched in the ER. We had been playing frisbee and there was premature jumping....As per usual, I don't take out pain on my companions as I learned from my parents. As I sat on the floor legs in a modified split, under the dresser I had been carrying, I was silent. I had the thought of blame but instead accepted the responsibility for my own failure to predict. I stepped backward and tripped over a 90 pound buddy.
I think it makes it easier to heal and move forward when I avoid victim thinking and transferring blame. I am grateful for my choices in right speech and thought, and do not begrudge my failures to predict the consequences. I can only take away lessons and emerge stronger! I am so fortunate to have a faithful companion who can be off leash for potty breaks. I only regret he will not have the chance to run for a few weeks next to the bicycle.
I was reading TS Wards blog about quitting her job and remember my thought stream as the nausea passed yesterday post-fall. I was overjoyed to have an out on my pending contract - luckily I hadn't signed one. It was another revelation that it is time to reassess working in skilled nursing centers. It is still unclear to me, whether it is the politics/dysfunction of some places, or the physical toll I place on my body through pace and perhaps lack of experience. I see that a lot of therapists dont want to treat the long term patients, and stick to medA and short term rehab clients. I usually push myself to take up the slack. That is probably good intentioned, but not viable long-term.
That same pick up the slack mentatlity is probably why I injure myself. I push myself too hard, instead of thinking smart. Well this old dog is ready to start predicting, planning and getting ready for her fifties.