The little life experience I have had, I do not recall feeling physical pain. Except on various occasions my broken heart caused uncontrollable throbbing of my insides or the salt from my tears stung my cheeks; oh how it burned to blink with those swollen eyes.
I have never had a broken arm or a leg, never sprained an ankle. Never endured such a recovery where everyday tasks suddenly become difficult and the sick feels less capable.
Last night, I tried sleeping on my left side then my right, thinking that I should do my spine justice by trying to keep my actions even. I woke up at 6:00AM and laid in bed until 11:00AM, on my back. I suddenly gave up. Today, or at least this morning, I am not going to be comfortable. Whatever position I am in, I feel pain. The pain I have never felt before, of having a broken bone not just one but two and getting accustomed to the foreign material I have instead of irregular bone that makes up my spine. Having a crushed T11 and torn ligaments, having faced paralysis, too much for a newbie.
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