Got things really wrong today, it started out good, I was feeling good looking forward to the family coming, we were having Christmas Day, today as Emma my daughter is a nurse and worked yesterday, Daniel her future Husband was finishing his shift on the railways, Richie and Nettie As well Richie always good for a laugh .
I felt good helping prepare things , Pain creeping up , so first level of defence Gabapentin and delifenic meds , boost paracetamol . Now I don’t do sitting very well so maybe as pain not dropped instead gone up two notch’s Nettie opened the bubble wine and I have just consumed, then another, in my head ,I tell myself um not sure how this will pan out , only really interested in pain level holding , no up , up , Juliet brings in my Morphine 20mils , so look at it on the table the most important thing right now . I have been taught not to just take my medication but to wait 20mins to see if I can take an alternative, less or know it is there . I go for the bubbly wine , but no , it is almost if voices are telling me no no you know this is wrong, I am saying , it’s Christmas give me a break. I look and engage in everyone, Sound , Smell , Taste , Sight , Push down my knife into the parsnip , suddenly my Knee blasts upward , I let out a yell to try to stop it striking the table , a thousand volts just passed through me , everyone jumped. The pain is now everywhere, everything hurts my hands , feet , back , great come on baby give=me agony . I go for the morphine into the corner of my mouth under the tongue hold for ten seconds and swallow.
Glass grinding in my lower back going round like in a washing machine. I have an elephant behind me kicking me in the back and a crocodile with its teeth wrapped around my knee.
Yes I recognise what’s going on the alcohol is stopping my meds not working great, my brain is on overload. Every one asks me you ok , I answer yes all good , back in a minute. I go in the kitchen and think David you don’t need to suffer like this , I can feel my negative thoughts trying to get at me , I take my afternoon meds early and a little more and return to the table looking happy a smile , false , this is lovely us all here, I tell myself except you the demon of agony .
So here we are a few hours on , I had to retreat to my room / bed , sneak a few more meds , put on my ear phones and play Indian flute / drum meditation music and go into a new world , live mine behind . I put my Abbot Stimulator onto the feel programme put a lidocaine patch on my back , take a shot of morphine so I can rejoin my family. This is really Shi????- I struggle with my mental health thanks to my pain , I just want it to end . Fighting like a boxer who knows they cannot win the bout , I bow down with Compassion, This is the hardest thing ever , the Love you have for someone but you don’t want to be here anymore. I still have the beautiful music on in my ears lying on the sofa my amazing family playing games and letting me , knowing, I must now be left to fight in this ring until I can bring myself to the correct level of existence, fatigue just a small part of it .
I let the music flow into my pain waves , I visualise the neurons in my brain millions turning in space , slowing down their electric pulses . Gliding through space , everyone in the room light years away .
Tears of compassion run down my face , I am just lucky I can recognise what’s going on , I am breathing deeper , flexing stretching , extending my leg an hip acknowledging this all.
I know soon , I can engage my family again or if not . I have the pain under control again for now.
How silly of me to hoover the stairs before they arrived , it made me feel good at the time, 🕰️ another mistake in pacing . I try you are supposed to know how to help yourself but somehow when in a lot of pain you can’t expect to remember all.
Just don’t beat yourself up . I tell you all this because, I am sure , I am not alone on this journey through the jungle / dessert, falling off the mountain bouncing all the way down until with a thud you stop, my body smashed hurting , looking through the blood in my eyes. So I hope later , I hope tomorrow will be kinder, I must engage in things that make me smile, a hug a cuddle , watch a favourite Christmas movie.
I am leaving this here , I know you all not just understand but get it , for many of you from head to toe we all have different suffering and disabilities, one thing in common is that small word which just does not seem complex enough, well what is the answer , a million years on, 42 what no the answer is Pain . Great .
love to you all a glimpse from the mad thoughts of a pain survivor. Let tomorrow be different.
xxx David