Fresh As It Gets
It’s 10pm and I’m lying on my side in my bed. Please let me describe how it feels during the moment of misery.
First, both legs just won’t stop tingling, vibrating and aching. It feels like ice water is literally pouring through my veins.
Secondly, my first major surgical sight still aches just as bad as it did prior to surgery. In fact, I would say my lower back hurts worse. Especially since it feels like steel daggers pushing into my L5 S area.
Thirdly, my brand new ginormous stimulator battery is always calling my name. Found out today that it’s actually at least 4 times the size of my previous battery. It hurts any way I turn or however I try to sleep.
Finally, outside of all that metal inside poking me I can hardly bear the sensitivity of my spine. Evidently it had all it could take before giving way yesterday. This is all just a glimpse of my struggle physically, but I’ve not even begun to share all the emotional and mental stress it brings me daily.
“Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint; heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony.”