domingo, abril 16, 2023

Paradise City/Funky Town has turned into Baker Street/Boulevard of Broken Dreams

The doctor that I visited in Mexico this past February did not even check the MRI that I got right around New Year's Day. I did not know that he did acupuncture until I visited him. This was because of a family recommendation. Unfortunately, this doctor only applied a temporary band aid to this problem. Because of this, I decided to seek help here in Dallas, knowing that it won't be cheap.

According to this doctor in Dallas, this is a golfer's elbow, as two doctors initially confirmed in Mexico. He read the translated results of my MRI. He said that previous treatments with steroids likely did not work because scar tissue starts building up after a long time. He sent me to therapy right after Spring Break.

I ran away from a the Petroplex, part of a culture of antivaxxers and unmasked people in times of COVID. I was also looking for more affordable housing (silly me). In terms of COVID, I found a more civilized society here in the Metroplex. Paradise City, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty, as Guns and Roses would sing, or Funky Town, as Lipps Inc described it is what I was looking for. I was wrong.  

Having so many people, but without soul is probably what Gerry Rafferty meant when he sang "Baker Street." If Green Day knew how I've felt in the last 20 months or so, they'd probably describe this place as the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. If you're swimming against the current and you try to move some of the water to a safe place and don't succeed, is it time to move away before you drown?

No, I have not, and will not turn to drugs or alcohol. Traveling and editing pictures have been temporarily pausing life's storms. Continuing to travel the way I've done this past year and a half is financially unsustainable. I will soon run out of pictures to edit. I wish I could tell that the awesome pictures that I've shared represent my life; they don't. Faith helps keep hope alive. I just hope that better days don't have to come until my soul leaves this earthly body, and no, I will not be the one deciding when it's time for that to happen.

I've seen some improvement in my elbow, but not enough. We'll see what happens in the coming weeks. 

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