So, what to do when it hurts.

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First, you have to work your way to an understanding.  What hurts, how, and how do I function around or through it.  Sometimes you just have to settle down and let the pain burn off... through healing, growth, death... beyond what is causing suffering.  If you need to bide time, then do so.  If you can figure a way through, as those who survived impaling, by dodging that which kills, then you figure out how to work around the pain and on to other things, surviving is just one.  Today, I spent a good deal dodging, if not escaping, pain.  I wasn't quite willing to give up.

So, after figuring out my pain centers, some workarounds, and a few matters of will, I decided to get out and finish the frontage to my tastes.  While the distances, on each side but in total, that I shoveled was only about half to two-thirds the distance of my driveway... so 15 to 20 yards... it was deep.  I would guess some of it was eight inches, if some of it was less than an inch right beside the road.  The thing is, the thin stuff was frozen and the thick stuff was very slushy.

Yes, if I can, digging into pain is how I dig out of it, sometimes, often.  Since I often hurt, I dig a lot, though not always does it show.  Though, with this blog, my guess is people finally do understand.  They might not believe, but... they know something is going on in there.

If nothing else, I feel much better about the driveway and frontage.  And, should it snow before long, I will be much more ready to hit it and not have to deal with old snow.  The UPS truck will be by tomorrow.  I know he will appreciate it.  Oh, and, while it is warming to well above freezing during the day, as the mid-afternoon approaches, and the sun gets long, those trickles here and there begin to freeze.  Salt has been added.  Only one small patch anymore, but that's the patch that will get you.  No worries tonight or tomorrow.

Later.