I strongly suspect, people who do not know either chronic pain or disability rarely understand the difficulties of living with either, nor should they, and so you know, chronic pain is a disability at least from my viewpoint. I live with both an unseen and a near-invisible disability, one is
I landed on this planet that I call home 438 792 hours ago (thanks for that calculation Google), at about 0:10 on the 28 of June 1970. When I landed, humans had already set foot on the moon, mastered the atom and the world was a mess. 18 282 days later,
In March of 2017, I was put on temporary disability, my understanding was that working at the time would worsen my already precarious situation. A year or so after that, it became a permanent situation. I am one of the lucky ones, I was relatively well insured for this eventuality,
The effect of constant pain is hard to explain to those that have never experienced it without hope of it ever stopping. How I envy myself four years ago, when it comes to pain, ignorance is bliss. I often describe my condition as having a cramp in the foot while
You can find the beginning of this saga in my post called The beginning of my journey of pain and Back to Work. Sometimes during early March 2017, I was at work and battled to concentrate on my tasks, and the office was too noisy to dictate, so I decided
You can find the beginning of this saga in my previous post. For the next couple of months after my first round, I got better. My finger functions returned slowly, and the pain was under control, thanks to the incredible patience of an equally unbelievable occupational therapist. She gave me
You can say anything you want but that day or I should say both these faithful days, will stay in my memory forever. The first was a warm Saturday, my wife and I were on our way back from a friend’s restaurant grand opening weekend. I was in the hospital
