Smart Shyla won a round yesterday. I noticed that she was frequently holding up her left front boot. Her left front paw is not one of the injured ones so I thought that maybe the boot was too tight. I loosened it.
As I hiked with Shyla today, I went over my life with a fine tooth comb, trying to figure out what I'm doing differently than before my surgery that might be causing the migraines. Foods? Medicines? Sleep? Exercise? The only major difference I could find was that I'm not going on my long outdoor meditative bike rides. Perhaps I'll be cured when I can do those again - that would be stupendous. However, I doubt it.
The truth of the matter is that we are always changing, in invisible ways, so I'm not the same as I was three months ago. None of us are - not even young Shyla.
The constant change in life is something to contemplate and learn to adapt to. Nothing ever stays the same for long. That's a truth worth learning to embrace.
On that note, Happy Saturday!