I didn't know pain until today. I was supposed to go for a cortisone injection tomorrow but on my back from a well stored pee (because walking is hell on earth) my back totally gave up. Cold sweats, screaming, weeping and begging for anything to take the pain away.
My family have been amazing, especially my mom and brother. We first called an ambulance through the most amazing Jewish community service called Hatzolah. They suggested doctors on call and the most special doc arrived.
2 cortisone, 1 local anaesthetic and my first ever shot of pethadene later ...
The messages of concern and support have Been amazing and project me has kept me as positive as humanly possible considering I was sobbing because I thought I was either going to be eternally paralysed or my leg was going to fall off from lack of circulation!
I guess ice cream and county music can't fix everything.