Emotional
resilience remains with me, apart from
minor daytime lapses and nocturnal responses to my own unique brand of
peripheral neuropathy. These nocturnal skin flaying, burning, tingling,
claustrophobic sensations seem to afflict my whole psychosomatic being with expletive
laden outbursts and foot stomps around the bedroom whilst my beloved sleeps
contentedly.
Perhaps I should explain
that the symptoms afflicting my whole being are, superficially at least, only
being felt on the upper parts of my toes. The claustrophobia represents these
pitiful digits' need to escape the confines of any bed-linen and / or duvet!
There just doesn’t seem to be any chance of finding a comfortable position for
the lower limbs, in order to settle down to sleep. Sundry intermittent discomforts
play havoc with the bodies need for rest yet, quite strangely, by the time my
beloved is waking from her slumbers I’m able to relax sufficiently to enter the
Land of Nod
Sudden onset daytime bouts
of exhaustion are currently in the ascendant, frequently accompanied by wrist,
elbow and knee pains demanding application of sundry splints and supports, which
seem to simultaneously ease the nausea inducing tenderness emanating from
axillary lymph nodes. Painkillers are then required as, once again, I’ve failed
to divine that a pre-emptive dose would have been in order!
Ma belle frequently feels frustrated,
and even guilty, by her inability to alleviate the intense discomfort that I quite
frequently experience; I know that my suffering would be far greater without
the experience of love and care for each other through which I am truly
blessed.
