Hazy and blurred…these past five days.
This is more pain than I’ve experienced in many years. Helplessness and holding onto the promise that these days will seem a bad dream soon.
No voice…fingers that trip one another due the powerful effects of pain medication, though not powerful enough by my clock. My clock seems to hang on that extra hour before the next dose.
Let’s just say it’s worse than I imagined and better than it could be.
When you think you have it bad, it could always be worse…
Thanks for all your prayers and for tolerating a post which I hope will make me laugh…in a few weeks…