
Every day when I awaken, I have to raise a rhetorical finger just to gauge the wind of my pain; how much will there be and how far will it push me around as the morning and afternoon progress. It … Continue reading
Every day when I awaken, I have to raise a rhetorical finger just to gauge the wind of my pain; how much will there be and how far will it push me around as the morning and afternoon progress. It … Continue reading
I find a life with chronic pain sends me in many directions. I walk differently, I think differently and I eat differently. Everything in my life has changed, affected by this unpleasant “resident” called pain; therefore I am no longer … Continue reading