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Pain is an excellent teacher. No matter who you are, how much you make, or how cool you are pain can and will teach you. It will teach you your limits, both physically and mentally. It will teach you respect and if your smart it can teach you fear. Don’t be content with these lessons though, learn more than it will teach. Learn that you can do anything up to that limit you just learned. Learn how to get around, through and over that limit. Learn what it is to be alive. Pain is an excellent teacher, just learn what you can and need to then move on to other lessons.

I forgot how much of a pussy I am when it comes to physical pain. I torqued my right hand’s booger finger on the Split mountain hike one week ago today. I was planning on avoiding seeing a doctor unless the damn thing didn’t start feeling better. It was swollen, black and blue and it looked worse than it felt. Last night, loading a car up with some misc bags, I happened to swipe the bad finger against the car. I cried. I decided to see a doctor.

So, after trying to figure out where, and who my doctor is, then trying to figure out why I never changed my doc from Orange county to somewhere local, I finally got in to see someone. He got some Xray’s done and now I am just waiting on the results from that. Here’s my feeling about what is going on in that there finger.

That artistic rendering is what I think is wrong. The red line indicates where I think the break is. Last night when I swiped the finger against the car, I hit the left side of my finger, and I swear I could feel the bone trying it’s best to snap on out of my skin at the bottom outside portion of my finger and in the middle inside section of it. I haven’t cried in along time, this was fucking pain. But, I’m a pansy with pain, so who really knows, it may just be a splinter.

At least my legs have recovered enough so that I can walk without looking like a lame duck.

I’ve learned alot of lessons from pain. I’m learning some interesting ones in the background of this finger pain, those are the ones I keep to myself though. I don’t know what to do with these other lessons. The choice between comfort (translate to safety for this quote) and freedom (Liberty is another word for fredom) is one that the mighty Benjamin Franklin once weighed in on by stating, “They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.”

It’s an easy trade though, safety is appealing and Freedom is kinda scary.

I think I’m just kinda babbling now, waiting for the news and some kind of painkiller hopefully. Wonder what I’d I write when I’m on a painkiller? I’ll update later with the finger info.