The news, so if you don't want the whining you can skip the rest.
Necking is out today (I have a short story in there). Also, the awesome
corrinalaw interviewed me for
Sequential Tart. We discuss m/m novels and how to achieve world peace. Or just m/m romances.
For the whine:
My physical therapist upped my exercise regimen, and the result is that the parts of
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I'm so glad you had such a lovely Mother's Day, despite the pain. You so deserve more beautiful days.
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Trust me, I'd skip the neck stuff, but if I don't, they promise it will get worse. So off I go.
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"They've discovered a winning strategy in misaligning in a place at the back of my skull which cannot be reached by the TENS unit and which both fogs my use of language and makes me feel out-of-sync with the planet, which makes me feel paranoid and ready to burst into tears at any moment." Wow - this describes where I've been exactly. I had no idea necks were emotional but I bawled all the way through surgery yesterday morning, so maybe it wasn't just the Versed. Very sorry to say I'm right there with ya babe, as I wish neither of us were. But hey, we're in fabulous company. As to talking about it when it's worst, thank you for talking about it at all. Your courage makes me want to be brave like that too.
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The neck thing reminds me of when I had an at that time unidentified set of root canals going bad, and the nerve pain kept deferring through my jaw and shooting up into my brain. I've endured a lot of things, but to this day that was the only one where I grabbed my doctor's arm and said, deadly serious, "This pain needs to stop, or you need to kill me."
To me, neck and shoulders is always loud and sharp and angry. Hips and legs are achy or throbby, but there's just something about the neck that makes you want to make sure all the sharp objects are well out of your reach until the pain ends.
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Have to agree with third para. Starving to death was second para for me - I told whatever god there was to fuck off and kill me or heal me, then realized nobody was coming for me and I'd have to get myself to the hospital. Nothing has ever gotten as bad as that, to break me in the moment, since.
PS - left side gets RFA on 5/24, so consider yourself told in advance ;-)
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