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Update in a non MadLib form. Over the last while stress has been building. Interpersonal relationships get strained. I watch my friends struggle. My helper mentality wants to fix things. I'm not able to fix things. Stress builds. I'm working on repenting of this, but repentance comes slowly since I get something from worry and stress. It is a very false god, but I hang onto it and pull it out every once in a while.
On Saturday I dug in the rocks and mud we are attempting to carve a garden out of and drug dirt and rocks to various places including putting large heavy stuff into the dumpster. In the old days I was able to do this kind of work because I was young and strong and in shape. Apparently something has changed since the good old days.
On Sunday I drove to Casa Grande to preach and then spent several hours visiting with memebers of their church. Sitting cramped in a car and then in a booth are things I do all the time, but when my back is sore, I should remember to stretch and move around more. I didn't.
My weight loss program stopped and I started gaining back what I lost. I've been maintaining the last little while but I need to get back in the saddle diet wise. Losing weight would be helpful and I haven't been doing that. My back isn't thrilled about carrying around that old man Eric is always talking about and an extra fifty pounds.
When I got to Vespers I was having a great time. Eric suggested that I serve communion to those wishing to receive it. I love doing that. As I stood there, my back suddenly remembered that it does not have a disc somewhere down on the lower left side. The vertebrae have self fused and sometimes when I am feeling stressed or have been twisting and lifting or have been sitting too long in one place or weigh too much, my lower back protests and decides to spasm. The spasms are pretty powerful and painful. They continue until my back locks up or until I find muscle relaxants to soften them up again. Meanwhile I feel alot of pain.
Thanks to all who helped or tried to help. This isn't the first time this has happened and unless God heals it, it probably won't be the last time. When it happens I usually sort of know what to do since it has happened ever since I was a kid. Today I'm feeling pretty good. And I mean that not in the 'drugged out of my mind' sense of the word. Thanks for your prayers and calls.
And thanks for the MadLibs. They make much better stories. And, yes, Karen, even this was pre-ordained. :-)
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