Saturday, January 15, 2011

Moving...

Said I would be. Found a better place, I hope. Works better for my other blog anyway (where I post code snippets that are really annoying to format here).

The new location

First post

Chronic pain

One of the worse things about having some sort of issue like mine, I have a bad back, is not so much the pain. Even though it hurts a lot sometimes.

No, the worse thing about things like that is the embarrassment. Here I am, a big, stocky guy....and I can't even mow my lawn without hurting myself. When stuff needs to be moved around in the house, it's usually my girlfriend, who's not even half my size, who has to do it.

Sometimes people will come over to help move things because I just can't do it.

Yeah, everyone understands, and nobody expects me to be lifting things (in fact they know what's up and want me not to). Nobody's looking at me like I'm weak or incapable, but that's exactly how I feel sometimes. I know that I'm not supposed to be doing certain things but at the same time I can't help considering it lazy and impolite not to help.

It's totally embarrassing and degrading and there's nothing that I, nor anyone else can do about it.