Was I That Bad?

Just over a week ago I had a coronectomy (a partial wisdom tooth removal).  To do it, they had to take out part of the bone in my jaw to get to it.  That first weekend I was in ridiculous amounts of pain.  Just three days after I attempted to go to work.  That first day, not much was accomplished, and I was sent home by my doctor.  Day two was only slightly better, with me running home to take a nap.  By the end of the week I was still fuzzy, but I was there.

I'm not telling you this for sympathy.  I eventually got a dressing, and nausea medication which made a HUGE difference.

I'm telling you this because of a conversation I had today.  I'm working at a VBS and there is a young man who is on the autism spectrum that is helping us out.  He came in to work with me, helping me with various paper work sort of things, chatting as we're working.  Then he says something along the lines of, "You're much nicer today than you were last week."

It floored me.  I knew I was out of it.  But I felt awful.  When I was out of it, he picked up on something.  Something I wasn't even considering.  I was so focused on making it through basic tasks I had to complete I wasn't thinking about anything else.

People on the autism spectrum often pick up on subtleties that others miss.  That maybe we don't realize the message we send, or the way a tone can be taken, sarcasm missed.

So was I that bad?  Probably (hopefully!) not.

Remember to live the best you can.  Love the most you can.  Tell the people that you love, you love them.  Take a break and soak up the sun.  

 Moments are precious, many things can wait... The Sunset Won't.