Please don't start reading this if you are prone to fits of boardem, this one will drive you crazy!!!!!
Oh yes my Dear back Brothers and Sisters, I'm back and still up to my old antics! I started off the week Monday by picking up some logs from an old oak tree I cut down in my Mom's yard a while ago. She is 83 and has been working so hard raking and planting to make her front yard look nice. These old dead logs were such an eyesore so I picked them up and put them in the bed of my pick-up and was doing OK till I got to the big fat stump! I thought to myself, it's only about 2' I have to lift it to get it on the tailgate and I know I'm plenty strong enough to do it BUT!!!! I looked at it for the longest time, it looked like swiss cheese from all the termite holes in it and couldn't weigh as much as it looked! It really needs to go to the huge burn pile in my back yard. How can I get it there w/o lifting it? I can't think of any other way! One big grunt and 2 seconds later it's on the tailgate! Oh boy, I have that feeling in my back, the same one I was dreading> Yep, I pulled a 2 second blink of an eye "Pete"!!! After carefully emptying the contents of my pickup on to the burn pile I went straight to the house and took a long hot shower mostly w/ the showerhead set on pulse hitting my lower back> maybe I can burn the pain thats starting right out of there???>>>>> NOT!!!
Ok, it's Tuesday morning 4:00am and my back is throbbing so I get up, make coffee, take the dog out who sees the fox & babies over in the field next to Mom's house and goes crazy and wakes Mom and my wife up! I have to go chase her cause she's really pissed, how dare those foxes look at her like that? Yes, by now my back is killing me and I'm limping home w/ Rose the wonderhound in tow on her leash! Time to feed the kitty and birdy's who are now crying too and tell my loving spouse I'm sorry to wake her and to go back to sleep.
Time is dragging as I look at the computer then the TV w/ no sound. Maybe I'll go finish making the spinning rod I'm building for my wife. (I'm thinking she will have to finally go out fishing w/ me when I give her her new custom made rod w/ sparkly thread windings in red, white & blue!) No, I'm too tired and I don't feel like hunching over my work desk and rod laithe so I go take another really hot shower and take some meds. Get myself some oatmeal and rasberry preserves and a big glass of OJ>MMMMM~GOOD!! I linger around in my boxers till about 10:00am and remember that I have this Dr. apt. on Weds. am to have my favorite body part scoped to check out the old scares from my prostate cancer surgery. Oh boy, I start feeling sorry for myself and deside I can sit here and suffer or I can pack my boat and go out to the Gulf of Mexico and sit while doing some fishing in the 20mph winds out of the northeast. Now that will make me forget about this horrid pain, right? That first strong pull on the other end of my line> Yea Buddy!!! Now I'm thinking, I really do owe this to myself, hell I got to get a pencil sized tv cammera stuck up my pee hole the next day! Funny how we justify these little ideas in our mind. I know I'm not the only one who does it, it may be that candy bar we just owe ourselfes or the massage we talk a parner or friend into giving us because dam it, we deserve it> WE ARE IN PAIN!!!! or are and will be worse tomorrow.
So by 11:00am I'm out in it, the boat is rocking and I'm looking for an island or peninsular to hide behind out of the wind, ain't gonna happen cause it's low tide so I take another pill and get tough and macho putting up the bimini roof to get out of the sun! It's me against the water, the wind, the unforgiving sun and oh yea> the fish!!! I know this is getting too long, sorry but I'm on a roll!
I drift w/ the wind in perfect position right off a point sticking out into the gulf where I had lost a huge seatrout a couple weeks ago. I slide the anchor overboard so slow, carefully and quietly as these things are really spooky! OUCH, that stupid anchor , Ouch> my stupid back! Oh what the hell, my neck may as well join in the fun, yep it hurts too. OK now I know there are in there in about one foot of water. I cast a brand new $7. lure in by the point and SMASH! A big seatrout hits and out of the water he comes jumping! Now since I'm alone, I have to get the net w/o giving him any slack in the line, they have very soft mouths and the hooks can rip out of old "papermouth" so easy! I get the net and reach over and net him! Yes!!! then try to right myself from the long reach fall back and sit down on the bench seat below my drivers seat and sit right on a rod w/ another lure that has two treple hooks on it. GEEZE!!! I hook myself right in my butt through my long fishing pants, shorts under them and my underpants! The hook is in past the barb, now what do I do w/ the fish in the net in one hand, my rod in the other and the lure which is hooked to a rod guide and my azz at the same time? I can feel the blood start going down my leg! This story is already too long so after about a half hour, a big deep breath and a big yank I'm standing in my boat naked from the waist down bleeding all over the boat right along w/ the fish! What would you do? I got out my flip cammera and took a video of the fish for my Sons in the Navy of course! At least it took my mind off my back and neck pain for a few minutes!
Boy did that trout as well as the next one I caught which was even bigger taiste goooood for supper>> Yum, ain't nothing like fresh fish especially when you have to work that hard for them!!
Now it's Weds. and off to the Doc's w/ my ever so sore back, neck, hands, knees, hip and oh yea> my butt! Everything went as planned, no need to go into detail there but now I have another body part thats sore! On to Thursday> tax day. I have to drive my Mom to Palm Bch. County to sign the papers, she sold her condo! 250 miles down and get that done w/ all my sore parts! Did I mention that after the surgery on my eye last Jan. I can't drive much more than 20 miles w/o it turning bright red and burning like hell? Down to my old house that my friend lives in to scramble around the house I can't seel and get a bunch of stuff that we have no room for up here at our other house but my wife wants it anyway! I'm dying now, my friend dosen't have the air conn. on! I'm soaking wet and have to drive 250 miles back home and hope the hell I get through Orlando before 5:pm madhouse rush hour! I can hardly walk back to the car. Mom (who lived through the Great Depression) will not let me turn the air conn. on in her car, uses too much gas and I can't argue w/ her> been there done that! No win sittuation! Got home last night, took my hot shower, meds and my wife says, "I didn't finish the taxes yet, I need all your medical paperwork!!" NO>NO>NO>NO>NO!!! OK I'll get it all for you Honey! After midnigjht I'm in bed and of course up at 4:00am and of course in agony! Today, Pete stayed in bed or on couch all day w/ the air conn. on!!!
There's more but I've blabbed way too long and I appologize!! I just had to tell someone and you poor Peeps are the only ones I have!
Much Love>> Big Hugs>> and low pain for ALL!
Your Humbel Brother>
PS> It still hurts all over! Anyone want to go fishin tomorrow??????????????????