Friday, May 10, 2013

Chronic Pain: a slow death of the soul for too many

Today has been a shit day. The morning was good because I got to spend it with my boys before school but then up and at 'em to yet another appointment at U of M. The neurosurgeon said he wouldn't help my Trigeminal neuralgia---- actually he stripped me of that diagnosis and now calls it "Atypical Facial Pain of the Trigeminal Nerve". Yeah, I don't get it either. 

He was sizing me up as I sized him up. As he started talking all I could think if 1) was there a lounge they all met in and exchanged notes?; 2) if I punched him in the throat really hard, called my driver to be out front to get me, could we make a clean getaway before the cops showed up?; last but not least 3) could I tell him to just shut the hell up so I can get out of here?

Then someone and I got into an arguments where stupid things were said. 

I'm tired if feeling like a liability to the people I care about. 

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  1. Stephen EMay 10, 2013 at 5:35 AM

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