Snow: March 17, 2007

I spent the fall of 2006 waiting to find out the date of my spinal fusion. I didn’t know exactly when it would occur, but I knew that it was likely to happen before the first snow of the winter. Feeling bad that I wouldn’t be able to help with the shoveling, I overcompensated by filling eight bags of leaves at once. My mom was out, but had she been home she certainly would have stopped me sometime before my back locked into the raking position.

By the first snow of 2006 I still hadn’t entered the hospital, but wasn’t allowed to participate in the shoveling anyway. Since my raking disaster, I’ve had two major back surgeries and “dodged” another year of shoveling snow (not to mention raking leaves). It’s not that I enjoy shoveling snow or even enjoy snow in general, but I definitely don’t enjoy hanging out in bed while my mother is digging her way from the doorstep to the car without my help.