Like a Fucking Warrior of Old

I am gearing up for another big surgery, the time frame for this is still pretty soft, in that there are a few hoops to jump through in order to get to that point. This has started causing me some anxiety, I am sure this is my brains way of dealing with the fact that I will be spending another summer”crippled”. This doesn’t mean I am by any means giving up or otherwise retreating into myself, in fact its quite the opposite, Last Thursday I had a nice sit down with Mrs. Zm and we worked through a few things, I think we both now realize we are on the same page just reading different paragraphs, and it seems to me that we are closer now than we have been for awhile.

Life has taught a lot of hard lessons, from how to take control in a crisis when my dad was injured to sometimes we have to do the hardest things in order to save ourselves, all the way to denying Cancer the power to dictate my life. Throughout my life I have had a simple concept although not one that I consciously understood until recently.
Take life in one of two ways, either as a spectator who allows life’s events to happen and deals with the aftermath, basically a reactionary stance. The other option is to look at life as if you are standing on an ancient battlefield, your armor dented, sword notched, and your helmet god knows where, in short attack it like an ancient warrior of old. I prefer to do things like that ancient warrior.
I will not let life just happen, if life wants to mess with my life, life is going to come back bruised and bloody. It’s no different with my next surgery, life gave me to much of advanced notice it was coming, and that will prove difficult. I am better prepared now, I know what the aftermath could be like, taking my own demise off the table since that just closes the book, the worst thing that could happen is my pelvis and hip not wanting to play together again. So I would again  be laid up for a few weeks while I heal up, hopefully without infections or otherwise, this time I will make it a point to keep my arm strength up as well as avoid sugary  drinks, I started off the last time with the last part, but failed miserably.  But I am optimistic that this time will be a much better success, everything from it being a shorter surgery to the amount of pre-prep we will be doing will all contribute to it being better all around. If it isn’t then I will deal with it, and you my gentle reader will be along for the ride.

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