Well that
was one helluva night! No, I don’t mean it was brilliant or enjoyable, indeed
the opposite would seem to apply. For a large section of the night, which
should have been spent either at rest or asleep, excruciatingly discomforted
aches, pains and jarring niggles, exceeded there usually capacity to catch me
by surprise.
What
started as the all too familiar ultra-sensitivity of my toes, swiftly became an
all-consuming ache of limbs and torso. Throbbing knees and aching hips, joined
aching wrists and elbows in some kind of exotic fandango. Between the familiar
aching pains, sudden jolts, as if an electric charge had been applied, seemed
to run through torso and limbs before resolving to a generalized heavy ache
with only occasional jarring painful explosions.
Supports
applied to wrists and elbows seemed, at first, to alleviate the intensity of
the discomfort but it only took a short while before the discomfort intensified
once more. Similarly, lavishing my toes with moisturizing cream proffered temporary
relief. After about 1½ hours, which
seemed like an eternity, I was able to settle down with a vague hope that sleep
would soon overwhelm me.
Come
morning, I was pretty much my usual sleep-deprived self but, I managed to doze
off for a few daylight hours. At first I didn’t seem any worse for the
extremely disturbed rest and sleep pattern of the preceding night but, later,
became quite weepy and tearful, to the extent that I developed an intense fear
regarding the procedure (arthroscopy) to be carried out on my right knee on
Saturday. My thoughts ran wild in anticipation of worse than usual debilitating
pains to further detract from my quality of life.
At heart
I’m a total wimp, I only cope with quite regular pain, discomfort and,
occasional bouts of brain fog, because I’ve not been granted an opt out clause.
My sense of ill emotional ease intensified as the morning went on; both my
beloved and Piper attempted to console me even though I strived to reject their
consolation.
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