Anniversary Celebration! [TE]

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Welcome back to the Trenchant Edges as we celebrate our 5th anniversary!

I’m your host Stephen and this isn’t exactly the post I wanted to make. But disability is like that sometimes.

I started this back during the pandemic trying to turn the modest audience I’d built on facebook into something that could actually pay my bills.

Hasn’t worked out like that.

All I really want to do is research and write about it.

And over the last 5 years this blog has kind of made that happen. Albeit irregularly.

I can’t promise that will stop.

But I’m not going to stop either.

The world is strange and wonderful and terrifying and I want to see and understand all of it.

So here’s to another 5 years!

Getting my doodle on

Break out the Nonalcoholic Champagne!

It’s a weird moment to celebrate for me. (It has to be nonalcoholic because I’m on Percocet right now, lol)

I’m laying on a replacement for the 43 year old mattress that was making my back injury worse, paid for by a crowd funding push from a friend. Folks raised $2450 for me so I was able to get an extremely good mattress.

See, the Sunday morning before last around 3:30am I was laying on the floor and unable to get up.

I’m still in quite a bit of pain and thanks to the infinite wisdom of my doctor I only have pain pills for another day or so.

I’d wanted to have a full post ready for this but it’s hard having enough focus to write well when you’re bedridden. I didn’t leave my mom’s spare room for almost two weeks!

But now I’m at home and rather committed to this nice bed.

I don’t know if it will.

Like I said, it’s a weird moment. Such a mix of good and bad. Support and problems.

One must love being alive, lol.

The balance is towards the good I think. This morning I wasn’t even sure if I’d be able to get home alright. Scary stuff when your chronic injury gets worse.

But I’ve had a productive day despite everything against me. Even my own exhaustion. I’d tell you the story of how I fucked up my back but the only funny part of it is I found out how bad I’d hurt myself during the halftime show of a patriots superbowl.

They were down in the first half when I thought I was just tired. I tried to get up for another beer and discovered I literally couldn’t.

And then the damn patriots came back and won the whole thing in the second half.

Insult with my injury.

The rest was just lifting too much stuff without enough breaks.

Anyway, I just want to thank you if you’re still reading these. Putting together a great post here is the most satisfying work I do. And the only thing keeping me sane when I have to stare at the ceiling all day for weeks.

So here’s to the next 5 years, whatever the hell they may bring.

Cheers!

<3

-Stephen