The doctor said I should get plenty of bed rest. He said that I will have to take it easy and not surf for awhile to avoid further injury. Once the headaches were gone I was back in the water. And as soon as I hit my head I knew that the next doctor visit wouldn't be pretty. I think he was more upset over me not listening than the blood pouring out of my head, but I have a hard head, sometimes.
So I had to go back to the hospital and I was a bit out of it for awhile so I wasn't able to blog being that I was almost in a coma. Well I'm better now! I will stop surfing only for a little while. As soon as the doc gives me the OK then I'm so hitting the water again. Until then I'm into walking other peoples dogs. I can't stay home and see the waves calling me in. I needed something to occupy my time.
Other than the constant accidents I'm OK. My neighbor took my surf board away to remove temptation. Life is still good even without my love of the water. When I begin to miss it I just close my eyes and see myself under the water. Everything around me is slow. The jellyfish glide in front of me. The fish reflect the light of the sun off their scales. The sand is angelic. It moves in between my fingers as if I'm in a new world. I make myself back up to the top to breathe the air and open my eyes. My day is now complete.
Have a lifqual Easter everybody!
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You're a surfaholic.
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