Imperfect

I have come to the realization that I will never be 100% again. Now this is a bit of a shock and something I’ve been fighting for a long time. I’ve always wanted to think, to believe that I was 100%. You know? Everything worked right?
Then I was driving around, (not frivolously, I was doing errands), and it hit me like a ton of bricks. My eye is doing well, I’ve got like 85-90% of my vision back, and that’s good. But it’s never going to be 100%. No matter what.
My elbow, which has had surgery to repair nerve damage, is good, it functions, but has many dead areas and causes my pinkie finger to be numb. Let’s say that the elbow is 75%. Never going to get any better than that.
And this whole medication problem I have, well I’d love it to be side effect free, and do all I want it to do, well that would be great, but this stuff gives me headaches, and makes me nauseous. But I’m functioning at 80%. Which is really good.
Maybe, maybe being less than perfect is okay. Maybe expecting perfection just isn’t realistic any more. Maybe I have to learn to live in this imperfect skin of mine. Maybe being 100% just isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
Think of the pressure!

6 thoughts on “Imperfect”

  1. I haven’t been “perfect” since the day I was born. If it took you this long congratulations and welcome to the club! Besides, perfect is a falicy…no one is perfect, not even the movie stars or queens.

  2. Oh hon I hear ya. With all my little quiry medical “thingies” I feel the same way somedays. But I think megan is right there is not such thing as perfection and we are setting ourselves up for disappointment and failure if we think it is ever a goal we can reach. I bet Greta thinks you are perfect and really isn’t what our dogs think the most important thing?

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