Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Pack Mentality

“The hound and wolf are no longer synced to me, having absorbed into pack mentality.

The other dogs, either being very young or untrained in their communication niceties have more pushy and frequently jarring and obnoxious barking tendencies, so when mine hear me, they whine and demand rudely.

There’s no real hope of my currently curbing mine back to civilized politeness, and so they only respond, if at all, if I yell and demand right back at them – or at the very least, I must be firm in my tone with a ‘don’t mess with me’ edge to it.

I’m not loving the ptsd reaction this keeps reactivating, nor the ever present stress charge blooming on edge of last ditch efforts in self salvaging sparking over into anger.

And I must veer away from thoughts and any desire to walk my two for rebonding and needed extra exercise.

My limbs are just too prone now to tearing if pulled by force into different directions.

But still, if I could find those boot shoes that disappeared, I’d be tempted to try to go carefully with my walking sticks and their harnessing, anyway.

Yet then, they’d build up an even greater demanding in their expectations – and that is not something that I can further manage, especially when I cannot guarantee them nor myself capability of consistency.

So it would be one more pressure that they see in their minds as valid to pile onto me.”

A Woman's Plight, Reclamation, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

I Wonder

“Perhaps I am entering some kind of acceleration effects on certain – and maybe many – levels.

For so long, I was just swollen and puffy no matter how I worked to reconnect and regain tonal tension.

But playing out the idea that one day it can all click, this might be shifting.”

Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Back To Work

“Well, all of this has certainly sucked – and I am pretty much back to fending for myself again, despite injuries.

Yeah, I need to file for disability – because there is no way that I can attain previous numbers, again.

And yeah, the physicality of the therapies tears me apart, but that is why I’ve entered into modality retraining.

But I have to get through another year before I have things shifted onto a new track, and any help from society is waning.

At least, my neck having surgery is not a viable option, because at this point, it wouldn’t help anything.

My hips, however – they won’t consider surgery due to my age.

So I am just sh** out of luck – literally, no matter which way I turn.

At least I can try to regenerate some cash flow, again.

And let’s not even discuss my shoulders or spine…”

Reclamation, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

ReCalculating

“If hip joints are being twist-pulled forward and out away from structural stability due to over-torque tension in the quadraceps, will lower abdominal restrengthening pull back and tighten the sheaths that should wrap tight the capsules – or will this just increase the overall load?”

A Woman's Plight, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Genetics & Accidents

“It turns out that I have hip dysplasia.

My hound has it, too.

Only her left hip will twist out of its socket – even in her youth.

I have to rub her associated muscle spasms to get them to release her hip so that it again properly repositions when I see her limp.

Oh wait…

Both of mine now behave like this, too.”

A Woman's Plight, Comedy, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Laughter In The Dark

“I see younger couples carrying their toddlers for distance – and even a single mom with like a 6 year old as she carried a cumbersomly frontloaded baby carrier with a newborn in it.

My muscle synapsis scream as I phantom flex remembering how I, too, used to do such things.

And all I can think of while viewing these still-resourced wonders is, “Why aren’t you utilizing strollers and carts?”