The day begins.\u00a0 Alexa wakes me up telling me to take my meds.\u00a0 I acknowledge the alarm and groan.\u00a0 My muscles are still tight.\u00a0 The repose and the meds I took last night were only partially effective. I was woken in the middle of the night with spasm and had to change some clothing articles.<\/p>\n
I feel as I have ran a race in my sleep.\u00a0 I’m hoping the stretching I do after coffee will loosen things up a bit.<\/p>\n
I look through my available music.\u00a0 Prince and Peter Frampton look like a very good mix.\u00a0 I start the playlist with “Set Fire to the Rain” by Adele.\u00a0 I love that woman.\u00a0 Then it’s Prince and Frampton.\u00a0 I have always loved music.\u00a0 Now that love helps put me into a trance.\u00a0 It takes me away from the wretch my body has become.\u00a0 When the music plays, I become that artist on stage.\u00a0 Millions in the croud, waving their lighters as I go into a rail with my guitar or keyboard.<\/p>\n
Coming back to reality, the medicine is taken.\u00a0 Coffee is being drunk.\u00a0 My hands scream in pain as I type at the keyboard.\u00a0 I ignore the pain.\u00a0 I know typing is one of the only pleasures I afford myself regularly and damned my hands.\u00a0 My counselor is suggesting that I stop and start focusing on voice recognition.\u00a0 On the surface, it sounds fun.\u00a0 But, I feel like it is one more insult my body has sent me.<\/p>\n
I pause to flex my next as Prince is in the final decrescendo of Purple Rain.\u00a0 Face taut, I take another sip of coffee.\u00a0 It is lukewarm now.\u00a0 I’m drinking in a cup with a soldier on it.\u00a0 The phrase is worn and I can’t make it out any longer.\u00a0 There are little chips of white remaining where letters used to make words.\u00a0 It is a phrase that used to make me feel cool and stronger, proud I was a soldier: “Don’t ever think the reason I’m peaceful is because i forgot how to be violent.”\u00a0 I used to love to train, in the rain.\u00a0 “If it’s not raining, we’re not training,” is what my buddies and I used to joke.\u00a0 I seems as every time we would go to the range to qualify or to the field for our “camp outs” Germany would have to provide us a downpour.<\/p>\n
Ah, but those were the days.<\/p>\n
Now, I sit and sip. And moan.\u00a0 My goal today is to record an impromptu choir concert at my church.\u00a0 The head of schools contacted me last night to do a media blast, apologizing for the last-minute notice.\u00a0 There was an opportunity he couldn’t pass up.\u00a0 I was able to get the word out, not to many people, but some will show, I hope.\u00a0 I contacted my step-son, which is leaving in lest than a month for the Air Force.\u00a0 He will be able to drive me around this morning.\u00a0 My plan is to set recorders going and then go to my counseling appointment.\u00a0 I’ll return and shut down the recorders.\u00a0 I’ll produce the audio this evening, I hope.\u00a0 If my body allows.<\/p>\n
My counselor is not on my medical insurance, but she is good.\u00a0 I’ve seen her before with my children.\u00a0 She knows me and is amazing.\u00a0 However, between her, my medical co-pays and my enormous amount of medication I take, my budget doesn’t allow for much else.\u00a0 She is helping me deal with the fact that my body has betrayed me.\u00a0 The anger and frustration inside needs to not be shown to the public, like it has.\u00a0 She is helping considerably.<\/p>\n
Well, I have to make a pot of coffee for my lovely wife.\u00a0 She should be awake in a few minutes.\u00a0 The coffee I began my day with was some I cooked and put in a thermos yesterday.<\/p>\n
God Bless,<\/p>\n
Jay C. “Jazzy_J” Theriot<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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