I don't know if you saw my "essay" on my post-surgical pain yesterday. It's still on "Greatest Threads," top of the two star section. This whole episode (there have been numerous episodes in the past fifty years) of cervical and lumbar pain goes back to the end of fire season last year. Because of the pain, I have not picked up any of my good cameras since last September. I have posted a few shots taken with my iPhone, but no serious new photography in ten months.
The neurosurgeon tells me to expect weeks, maybe months of post-surgical nerve pain from the surgery two weeks ago. And as soon as I recover from this surgery, I'll go in for low back surgery.
Fortunately, for my sanity, I have thousands of images in my Lightroom catalogs that I have never processed. So, when I feel like it, I work one up (sometimes over-work them) and post it.
My wife said last night that I talk much more now (like, say, at dinner) .. and more stream-of-consciousness than ever before, but very interesting stuff, she said. That's when it hit me. Bingo! I cannot sleep during the day .. the pain. But I can slouch in this office chair (in a position that minimizes the pain) in front of my computer, and write almost all day long. So that's what I'm doing. Essays, letters, book chapters, an article I have due at Idaho Magazine .. they just flash in my mind, and I pound them out in spite of the pain. Maybe it's the drugs. Hunter S. Thompson did it. And Samuel T. Coleridge.
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