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My Memoirs #9 – Pain

on November 2, 2016

I have good health days and bad health days.

By good, I mean relatively pain free days. 

By bad, I mean aargh PAIN becomes a 4 letter word😣

But comparatively speaking, there are others who are worst off. 

Today I read in the papers of how an 8 year old boy in China had to “fatten” up by 10 kilos in 2 months to help his father  by donating his bone marrow to his father as he had leukemia! The little lad was a ‘perfect match’

I admired this boy as his level of maturity and love for his father is obvious.

There was no mention of his mother and I guess it is just the 2 of them as it was mentioned that on discharge the 8 year old cooked for his father.

Stories like these motivate and encourage me as there are people worst off in the totem pole of illness.

Yet the gut and gumption of them to fight on for dear life.

So how do I value my life?

I started self on non inflammatory meds to ease my pain. 

I rather not take it but I end up in ‘rigor mortis’ state ie my description of inability to get up from bed or from a lying down position.

So, I decided not to be a pain warrior and help relieve the spasms else I will be quite unproductive.

I have gone through much more pain and could tolerate it, but when other limbs start to get affected then I must stop this cycle.

On days like this and with a bad work day, sometimes I do want to throw in the towel and wish for an early reporting to the other realm! 

By the other realm, I doubt the cherubs would welcome me as I might probably report to the underworld and not the Mafia ha ha! I dare not believe I am angelic as my Catholic faith before has taught me that we are all born sinners! Drats to Adam and Eve!

I am odd I guess. I feel life is not by choice. 

I did not elect to be borne but oops, I became a statistic in census.

Unlike Trump and Clinton throwing barbs and becoming the biggest history entry into American elections or best comic duo for presidential nominees, I am nothing spectacular.

I am a digit. 

Hmm….I might be receiving posthumous angry messages from Electrical Lord as he might be angry why the hell I am not at work. It will be another oops, but for him heheh!

I am simple in thought. 

I come with nothing and will leave with nothing. 

🤔Hmm….if only I could leave with my inanimate furball Garfield. He will keep me company wherever I might or might not be. I will with my dying breath miss this fella most for his inanimate loyalty!😉

Anyway, no one has “returned” to share if heaven or hell exists.

But one thing is for sure…if I keel over, HA!! I will ensure I come back to haunt EL….I could hide under his desk and just give him chills…ha ha! 

As to why this is in my memoirs….well….it is remind self that I am a mere mortal.

I must not be arrogant or self absorbed.

I must recognise that life’s choices are often not mine to make or choose but it is the draw of the luck. Or…if one is a fantastic achiever, then this person need not rely on luck!

Sense or sensibility?

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9 responses to “My Memoirs #9 – Pain

  1. […] how health and bad health can really make a person feel very sad. esp as after the checkup i read a post by garfield hugs talking about the pain she is having. she seldom talks about the pain, so this one […]

  2. scifihammy says:

    It’s a great cartoon you have here 🙂
    But I’m very sorry to read about your pain. Yes, there are always those worse off, but it still sucks to be in that much pain.
    I hope you get some relief soon.

  3. You deal with pain so bravely 🙂 I understand and appreciate how pain can add to depression too. Your particular brand of humour is a gift and a blessing…leave some room for me under EL’s desk…we can terrify him together! Lol! :)x

  4. ulli says:

    I hope, you feel a bit better now. But I’m glad to see, you never lose your humor, GH 🙂
    Get well soon and take care,
    Ulli

  5. Harlon says:

    I love – and respect – this post. Pain is the ultimate in four letter words, and it often feels unsafe to talk about it – and I am pretty sure that doesn’t help. I empathize with you about how you are feeling and I have compassion for your suffering and back to that respect word again – I respect how you lliberated “pain” from the day to day and put it in the perspective of helping others. You rock! Hugs, Harlon

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