REBOOT THE REAL WORK

“I am your teacher and you are learning in my school. My aim is to bring you to completion, unhindered, free from compulsive behavior, unrestrained, without shame, free, flourishing, and happy, looking to God in things great and small—your aim is to learn and diligently practice all these things. Why then don’t you complete the work, if you have the right aim and I have both the right aim and right preparation? What is missing? . . . The work is quite feasible, and is the only thing in our power. . . . Let go of the past. We must only begin. Believe me and you will see.”
 —EPICTETUS, DISCOURSES, 2.19.29–34

Waking up this morning was like all others. First is the spark of light in my eyes. As my eyes slowly adjust from sleep and take in the morning surroundings, I begin a subtle assessment of my pain levels and how the day might unfold. Stress was already high due to the appointments and errands scheduled for the day. 

Our oldest dog, Jax, is about 10 years old – not exactly young for a dog. He recently developed a hernia, and today is the day for his surgery. This procedure carries some risk, given his age, but the potential for severe complications and a shorter lifespan if we did nothing was simply too great.

We couldn't afford to delay. Although we're not a wealthy family, we knew we had to act quickly. We had him assessed, determined the best course of action, and are now facing the anxious wait.

This isn't the first time we've faced a medical challenge recently. Our daughter had blood work, and my wife needed an X-ray. These situations, like Jax's surgery, underscore the importance of taking care of our loved ones, even when it's stressful and requires careful planning.

Living with fibromyalgia means that despite the daily fluctuations in pain and other symptoms, life must continue. Responsibilities remain, and commitments need to be fulfilled.

I've experienced the loss of beloved pets in the past, as many have. This doesn't diminish the grief or the pain of this current situation.

So, I continue to move forward. I document my experiences, reflecting on the wisdom of Stoic philosophers. I actively research my condition, exploring various remedies and coping mechanisms.

Perhaps one day I will be free from pain, or perhaps not. Maybe there's a deeper meaning to this experience, a purpose I may never fully grasp. This adversity might be an opportunity to cultivate inner strength and resilience. Regardless, the only certainty lies in the choices we make moving forward.


Update:

Jax made it through his surgery and is home safe.

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