S’s chronic pain with her RSDS is at the root of her anger and discontent D tells my mom. But having known S prior to the tragic accident that caused this problem, I’m not so sure.
L, man of mystery, called on his way home from Austin City Limits – I could have joined him but my cousins were in town, and now I’m thinking I should have joined him – but I digress, he called to say it was a difficult weekend because his back was hurting so much. He has surgery scheduled to have his bones fused in mid October, an operation that in the typical parlance of the medical community is either the solution or nothing close.
I am thankful every day for a healthy body and for living pain free. I wonder how much it colors the disposition of the person who endures constant physical agony when the body electric was meant to be celebrated and enjoyed, not feared and loathed.