Flare-up Number ???

I have a headache.  My neck is killing me.  I hurt.  I can’t believe how much pain I am in.

I have made these or similar other complaints to my husband so many times that I wonder if he even hears them any more, or if he just knows based on my posture and my mood and my tone of voice.  I mean really, how many times can he hear the same thing without becoming somewhat numb to it, desensitized.

But my pain still shocks me.  It still surprises me.  It still has the ability to make me wonder how can I hurt this badly and still be functioning?  I am not functioning very well today.

Whatever mechanism in my body that allows me to sometimes forget, the same mechanism that enables women to give birth more than once, I am very grateful to it.  I will hurt today, to a point that my breath becomes labored and wiping my ass is a chore.  Crass I know, but true.  I may hurt this bad for several days, but it will eventually let up.  It will eventually become a quiet, more gentle pain rather than the screaming and angry pain it is today.  And then I will have a chance to catch my breath and forget – until it comes back again.