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It has been a week of pain for me. I woke up last Sunday morning only to discover I couldn’t lift my head or sit up. The pain in my neck was sharp and needlelike and every movement seemed to require a tremendous effort on my part. That pain continued throughout the week and it’s longest duration of neck pain I’ve ever endured.

I’m just glad I didn’t have the pain on Saturday – the day I went to see the Bald Eagle.

Wednesday night/Thursday morning was the worst as the pain woke me at 1 AM. The pain shot through my back and my entire right side felt paralyzed and lying down just made the pain worse. At the same time, I was so sleepy I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I don’t know how my brain can still sleep with the pain.

Thankfully, I always stash a bottle of pain killer in my nightstand drawer though I would never resort to take pain killer unless the pain was intolerable. In this case, it was. Reluctantly, I popped 2 pills into my mouth and down it went with several glugs of water.

As I’m writing this on Friday afternoon, the pain is still there though not as bad as Thursday when I felt like my neck was having trouble holding my head up.

I have a suspicion the pain is caused by an inflammation of the vertebrae. I wonder if I’m to tell my Rheumatologist this, he would tell me it’s caused by stress and not my rheumatoid arthirithis because I’m “too young” for my abnormal high rheumatoid arthiritis to act up. My doctors seem to think I’m too young to have so many problems.

I also suspect the recent wet weather also played a part. It’s been abnormally rainy this year. I live in a place that’s naturally dry and for it to receive over 3-inches in a month, that’s not normal.

It was health and wellness week at work this week. After 4 years, the in-person health fair returned and though I can’t say it was as good as the one in 2019, I would say it was good to have a free health checkup. It was my first time checking my body fat composition. All the previous in-person health fairs were focused on checking blood glucose and cholesterol. I was glad to learn I have a healthy percentage for body fat.

I approached a booth with information for full-body scan, the representative told me there was an age limit on the scan. The age limit was that the person must be at least 35-year-old to do the scan. “So, I’m not there yet.” I said.

“Come back in ten years.” The person replied.

I walked away when I should’ve replied, “Do I really look 25?” She got me thinking what I was doing at 25, which felt like another lifetime ago.

Finally, my aunt (mom’s youngest sister) is on her way home as of this writing on Friday. To be honest, I’m not looking forward to her return because it would mean I would once again have to share my bathroom.

Mom has been mumbling and shouting all day, belittling her sister, especially when her sister arrived in Los Angeles and tried to get direction from her to get to the terminal for her connected flight. My mom’s attitude right there is the primary reason why I’m afraid to ask for help. Every little request meant a lecture that would make anyone shrink ten sizes. I sometimes feel it’s impressive how she can do that and not have a clue how little she’s making the other person feel.

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