{"id":6688,"date":"2014-10-08T08:37:45","date_gmt":"2014-10-08T14:37:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/?p=6688"},"modified":"2014-10-08T08:37:45","modified_gmt":"2014-10-08T14:37:45","slug":"life-at-a-dead-stop","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/life-at-a-dead-stop\/","title":{"rendered":"Life at a dead stop"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It has been one full week since my little <a title=\"I\u2019m told they happen in three\u2019s\" href=\"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/im-told-they-happen-in-threes\/\">biking mishap<\/a>. Seven full days, and today I am still 100% disabled. Life has come to a dead stop of all activities, even typing this post is a task filled with bursts of pain from my collarbone. Breathing reminds me of the two broken ribs every moment of every day. I can no longer work, and play is most definitely out of the question. I have little projects on the van I&#8217;d like to do, but no way could I o them. The simple task of walking Moose the two blocks to the dog-park results in the need of a two hour nap after. I never knew how closely joined my right-foot is to the muscles in my left-shoulder. Any movement, any where on my body, makes that shoulder scream out.<\/p>\n<p>However, there is light at the end of the tunnel. I&#8217;m taking much less pain killers than a few days ago. Though the pain still persists, it is not as potent as it once was. Less pain killers means I should be able to stay awake more of each day, go for more walks, or even drive to go do something (not physical of course).\u00a0 Hopefully in another week I can do more, and more again another week down the calendar. I have seven and a half weeks before Hawaii. Hopefully that is enough time to get to a stage to at least do some swimming and mild hiking.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It has been one full week since my little biking mishap. Seven full days, and today I am still 100% disabled. Life has come to a dead stop of all activities, even typing this post is a task filled with bursts of pain from my collarbone. Breathing reminds me of&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6688","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-journal"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9livM-1JS","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6688","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6688"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6688\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6688"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6688"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.van-tramp.com\/wp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6688"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}