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Six weeks have passed since I became resigned I could not get ready for my impending knee replacement and keep on blogging. I thought I would have so much time while recuperating to write and read but have recently returned unread, or partially read, overdue library books. There are still six weeks of unopened Center for Action and Contemplation daily meditations in my computer’s inbox. The same is true for Krista Tippet’s On Being podcasts. It has truly been a slow emergence back into living, as I knew it. I became keenly aware of how much in life I have taken for granted when after surgery I had to be supervised while taking a shower. And I am still not able to take a walk in the woods.
Patience is what I was told I needed most after this surgery. I am working on it. Grueling outpatient physical therapy three times a week, with high power pain medication onboard, continues with minimal range of motion progress. Patience. I’m working on it. Hours of at home exercises claim my days. Patience. I’m working on it. And although I still no longer try to make phone calls on the TV remote control as I did when in the hospital, my mental clarity is returning slowly. Patience. I’m working on it.
I remember blogging "I will accept what follows my surgery, including the pain." I should have been more specific and added, “without being cranky.” I’m working on it. What I am hoping I have learned so far from my knee replacement is to accept another’s crankiness, knowing it comes from their pain.
What if we could all accept another’s crankiness, knowing it comes from their pain?