I’m having a really rough couple of days. Last night in particular my muscular pain was off the chart. My usual muscular pain, which in itself is unbearable without my high doses of painkillers, feels like I have just run two marathons. My muscles tighten and clench as much as they can and don’t relent until the spasms begin. And, because someone will suggest it, I do of course do stretches to try to get my muscles to un-clench. This symptom was joined by another type of pain that comes randomly, for seemingly no reason, and without warning. This second pain in my muscles feels like there is barbed wire being pulled through the centre of my muscles.
I tried having a bath to see if the warmth might help my muscles, but even though I let Paul do everything, the muscle pain only got worse. Thankfully, I was exhausted enough that with a ton of painkillers, distracting myself with an audio book, and having Tiger Balm rubbed on my muscles, I was able to get to sleep.
It’s times like this when I feel weakest, I just want to cry like a little girl who has scraped her knee. I know I’m not alone in thinking that, in this moment, I would do anything to stop the pain. Somehow, minute by minute, you get through it.
One of my friends recently e-mailed me a cartoon that I felt depicted this feeling (for lack of a better word) perfectly so I thought I would share it here. I’m not sure who created the cartoon so I can’t give credit unfortunately, but I just want to make it clear that I’m not taking credit for it.
Love Katie x
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