What am I grateful for? Ice Packs. Yes, you heard me, ice packs! I am gathering quite a collection of them. I think I like the ones with the beads the best because they don’t ever feel lumpy or too frightfully freezing.
Why Ice Packs? Well, they work on basically anything and everything and this past two weeks I’ve had a lot of chronic pain, the kind of pain that makes it nearly impossible to open my eyes, to stand erect, to sit still, to walk, to talk and even breathe — I did a lot of shallow breathing — that’s right, taking breath into my lungs was physically painful to my neck, my back, my chest and shoulder. It totally sucked (no pun intended). Anyway, if it weren’t for my horde of ice packs numbing every tight or frozen muscle into recovery mode I don’t think I’d have made it through with my sanity intact. And thank goodness, as of today, I feel normal again because in an hour I have to go to work. And working always, always, always aggravates my neuropathy and misalignments and sometimes even triggers a migraine attack. So I am grateful that I will be starting work today at “normal” pain levels instead of “FUCK IF I’M NOT DYING I WISH I WERE!!!”
Thank you, Ice Packs, thank you for taking such good care of me!