Pain is a most debilitating sensation. I am in pain, and for almost a week, keep wishing that it will go away. It won’t. It gets worse. My back is inflamed and blistery. The body needs help.
“You have shingles.” My doctor said as soon as she heard my description of the angry rash. She gave me a prescription. Thank goodness for western medicine. Knowing that I’m in possession of a pill that can kill off the virus makes me feel better already.
Funny how pain can seize the mind and paralyze it. Instead of feeling sorry for myself I want to write something cheerful. But as the body slows down time also comes to a standstill, and in that stillness only one sensation prevails. I want to scream, but no sound comes out.
