About Me
- Name: Sagepaper
- Location: United States
An only child and service-brat, I was born in Panama. We lived on Indian Reservations when I was two to four-and-a-half -- crucial years for social development. Culturally, I am a mixed-up White Eyes from Mescalero. I began college at fifteen, enjoying a luxurious seven years of rigorous liberal arts education. Since graduating with a B.A. in Psychology, I have avidly read non-fiction, adding enormously to my formal education. Disabled by Tourette's Syndrome and other conditions, I live in Atlanta's suburbia. My father and husband are both physicians, and share a consulting business. (I am very proud of what they do, but I mention their occupations because people cannot seem to move to another small-talk topic if I simply say I am disabled. They must be told an occupation, and will start asking about family members to get one.)
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Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Missing a Few Days' Posts
I have not gotten it together to go sit in a restaurant and get down to the business of writing. It has been a while since I last regularly composed poetry. My skills are rusty. It takes some self-discipline to simply force yourself to write to maintain adequate mechanics of writing. I have tried this a couple of times since starting this Blog. I made quick progress in brushing-up, but I wrote nothing "postable."
Now, I have begun to smoke cigarettes again. My health is in great jeopardy. I last quit because I was coughing up blood, and it actually got worse for a day or two after I temporarily quit smoking. I made the termination permanent. Until, of course, six or seven months later. I was experiencing a flare-up of my chronic pain, and had already taken everything I safely could take.
Nicotine is a mixed bag with pain. Long-term smoking increases baseline pain levels. Quitting smoking is usually a recommended step for chronic pain management. However, almost any smoker can tell you that at a given moment in pain, a cigarette will offer some relief. Sadly, it is not enough short-term relief to warrant the long-term pain.
You know the mistake I made without my telling you. I turned to tobacco in desperation. And what did I think? Just one will be a good thing for my pain; I won't smoke any more than that. Can you say, "Pack-a-day?" I have exceeded my one cigarette allotment.
I have a program of exercises designed to strengthen the muscles along my spinal column. The problem is, I don't stick to the regimen. When things are going well, I quit doing the exercises. Dumb thing to do!
I'm also a 2 pack-a-day smoker. I quit when I was pregnant and nursing both of my kids. But a major stressful event always finds me returning to them. I hate myself for this weakness! Stress is usually what makes my back go out and I find that cigarettes help the stress. You know the routine. We both know it's stupid, but. . .
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