My wife and I argue about shit, like every other wife and motherfucker do.
I have so much pain in my back, sometimes it drives me crazy, the wrong kind of crazy, the no fucking fun crazy. I'm on pain killers then I'm not then I am then I'm not, it's the virtual horns of the dilemma. My wife hates it when I'm loaded, which is reasonable. Since they're hers, she can have any kind of feelings or opinions she wants, just like me.
I think the ultimate test for he and she is twaining the meet and coming to terms with the knot you tie in the rope there. At our house, the knot at the painkiller twain is a slipknot, very slippery indeed.
We disagree vehemently about me taking shit for pain.
She doesn't want me to suffer, but if I get loaded I stop suffering and she starts.
I ask you, what's a motherfucker to do? I'm not interested in getting loaded, I can do that without some fucking doctor interfering or anyone else for that matter.
The shit that works gets me high.
I wish it didn't but it sure as shit does.
I may have a longer list of shit I won't take than what I will.
I may have to go live elsewhere, maybe in some little HUD efficiency unit or if the doc can't co-operate in some piss in the sink hotel room in the TL and sell smack.
I really should go live someplace civilized, where no doctor refuses chronic pain patients what they know works, there should be Hula Girls and Bellydancers there too. A place where opinions are fluid and smoking is encouraged.
Maybe become a pirate.
It's never going to be like that here.
and anyway
I'd just get strung out and shot or imprisoned with gigantic gay Samoans that like me for who I am.
I'll just have to stay here.
Sooner or later we'll figure it out, where the knot should go.
Motherfucker.
I never figured it out and meds weren't the problem. Let me know.
ReplyDeleteWith due respect to my origins Prof. I say to you in the nicest way, Hey! Asshole! You wake me from a blissful state of unconsciousness in a distressed state of mind flatly state I'm Out a Here. I'm a "bit worried" is an under statement. I don't pass judgment, but I don't pass go either 'till I've passed some coffee & how I passed your course & passed the chapter on FknRude is., Never mind, we're past that. If you're angry, a formal "Dear John" maybe. I'm not done learning yet. So, 1 Lil' red truck 4 For 1 large white ass. Call it tuition
ReplyDeleteBack pain is on a par with terminal toothache. It is hard to say which is more debilitating.
ReplyDeleteOne time I was convinced I had sciatica, except the pain was radiating up through my shoulders and not just down my leg. I went to the doctor. She gave me oral medication which did not help at all. It brought my back out in a rash. Always a rash. No, it is not shingles, she advised. That did not help either.
I was as prickly as a porcupine. Just a hunch.
One night I opened the window as wide as it would go and screamed out into the night. Arms stretched round the frame. A painting by Munch. I poured a hot bath to try and soothe it but when I got in there I could not lay flat. I thought I was having a herat attack. The pain was not much better standing up, and I could catch any sleep on my feet.
It went on like that for weeks. Slowed eventually to an intermittent ache. I got lucky. Temporarily.
Doctors never seem to be much help. And I am always quick to contradict.
I am not much good at dispensing advice. As much use as a quack.
Keep writing. And stay clear of angry Samoans.
I have a inversion table I hang myself upside down in like a bat. It always helped before but this fucking back of mine is just getting worse and worse. I've been just walking through the pain in it for over a year without any painkillers and here's what I have to say about that. Fuck that. I'm too mean for martyrdom, or maybe too smart or vice versa..anyway don't worry, I'm never going back out in the street and junk is out. A good doctor and the right kind of medicine taken as prescribed will do. It will be so. I have chronic back shit, it's never going away, it'll be there for the rest of my life, always getting worse. Thats how it is.
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