Yesterday evening my pain levels dropped and they continued to drop, I have no idea why because I hadn’t taken any morphine and even if I had, they wouldn’t be a 2, yep my pain levels dropped to a 2!

A 2 is nothing to me, my best is normally a 5 and a normal day is 6 plus. You might be wondering what I’m on about, unless you deal with pain or have been in hospital you might not know about pain scores, a doctor or nurse always asks you to grade your pain with 0 being no pain and 10 the worst pain you could imagine. This is how I communicate my pain to my family, my wife asks “you okay?”, “6!” I reply.

So I’m laid in bed last night and my pain is not bothering me at a “2”, my wife says that it’s the ideal chance to get a good night’s sleep and I couldn’t agree more. I turn over but I’m not settled because I am so used to going to sleep in a lot of pain, I don’t know how but I do manage to sleep whilst in pain.
I often describe my pain as noise, I have a deep bass that is a constant rumble just like when a boy racer drives past your house with his music blaring out and the bass is felt through the house, low and deep. I then have a sudden noise, high pitched that is the nerve pain that shoots out without warning and makes me jump and curse.
Last night there was a silence, my body was quiet and it felt very odd. I was reminded of when we once moved house, the house was on a very busy road and our bedroom was at the front of the property, we moved to a quiet side road and there was nothing, no traffic and it was strange and last night I felt the same, I felt as though the road was closed and the traffic had stopped, a silence that I should have welcomed but instead I couldn’t stop thinking about the lack of noise inside my body and also wondering, when will the pain return.
Road closed?

Its morning and the pain has returned, its a 5 and I have no idea why it dipped. You might think I’m mad because I should have just been happy that my pain levels had dropped and I was, I guess we learn to cope with what we have.

Until next time!

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By Zechariah Richardson

Over 50, disabled, husband, father and gramps who reviews products and writes blog posts about his life, beekeeping, gardening and whatever pops into his brain!

One thought on “Road closed?”
  1. A truly ‘eye opening’ and thought provoking post. I notice so many similarities to my situation although in completely different areas of affliction. You are such an inspiration x

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