Getting old sucks!
2 months ago a couple of dopers ran my mailbox down so I got out the post hole diggers and set about to put down a new one. Well I got the mailbox taken care of, but in the process I sustained some injuries that are taking some time to heal. Got up the next morning with something called 'trigger finger', which would have been a good discription had I caught said dopers, Doc says I can learn to live with it or go see a orthepedic surgeon to take care of it.Well that wasn't all, right elbow and shoulder set up tendonitis/bursitis, 9 weeks of Ibprofin 800 mg didn't even phase it, so I go today and get a cortizone shot in the shoulder. Doc also gave me Vioxx because I told him that at about 5 am every morn when the Ibprofin wears off I can't even roll over in the bed. Left Doc's office at 11 am today.
Well the worst part of the whole 9 weeks was that I didn't feel up to going out to work in the shop. I'm a barber working in a business run by my father, I work with him, my sister and my wife, my 65 year old mother serves as the receptionist. Now this arrangement introduces a certain amount of stress into my life and the only relief from it that I have found is this 30 x 60 building in the side yard that I call my woodshop.
Today was the first day that I was able to go out and get some stuff done. I put up some of those sturdy brackets up next to the cieling and stacked all my wood up on them, made a big dent in the clutter of the shop. Got a good deal done on my cabinet makers bench I've been working on since the first of the year, should actually be able to finish this weekend if I didn't get over ambitious and make things worse today. I also replaced a porchlight on the shop with a motion sensing floodlight.
Needless to say a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders this day, so much so that I don't dread going to work tomorrow, I believe I could even stand my father telling me a few times more how if I lost 50 or 60 lbs I wouldn't have so many problems. I think that this is his favorite thing to say to me for the last 15 years now, maybe you begin to see why working in a barber shop with close relatives is so stressfull now.
Happily making sawdust again
The Kentucky Highlander