As I wake up, I wish I could say that the pain was gone and everything was all sunshine and rainbows again; no pain or army-bound boyfriends. I keep my eyes closed just a little bit longer as I plead for these two things to go away. If only everything would go back to the way it used to be when my only worry was what homework was due the next day, I would be so much happier if that's all I had to worry about. These pains must be as stubborn as me because they refuse to fade away. Sighing in frustration and wincing slightly, I pull myself up out of bed so that I can get ready for my day.
It's been weeks since the pain started in the upper left corner of my back. Since then, it's spread across my upper back and has only gotten worse. I've tried everything that I could think of-well, everything that Eli, Lydia, Aunt Lorie, Uncle Jay, and I could think of- including every over the counter pain medication in existence and every hot and cold compress that I can get my hands on. So far, nothing has helped. Much to everyone's aggravation, I still haven't been to see a doctor about it, hoping that it will all go away on its own.
Too tired and weak to put any real effort into my appearance this morning, I pull my long, wavy hair up into a messy as can be bun, throw on an oversized grey sweater, a full red scarf, and the first jeans that my hands touch. Not entirely hungry but knowing that I need to eat anyway, I grab a granola bar just before I walk out the door. I figure that the earlier I start the day, the sooner I can come home and lay back down.
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Living With The Pain
RandomKena is a senior in high school who suddenly has to suffer from constant, widespread pain. She spends months going from doctor to doctor in an effort to figure out what's wrong with her. Loved ones struggle to comfort her and support her because t...