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Monday, August 30, 2010

PAIN!

I was thinking about pain this morning, in a real way.

Pain is something that is universal and is common to the whole human race with the exception of a few people.

The reason this came to mind was my shoulder was hurting so bad I could scarcely move my arm. It has been a problem for some time now but the pain level (1-10) skipped up about four numbers to about eight.

We have many earthquakes here in California and they are measured on the Richter scale which starts at one and goes to ten. It increases in intensity ten times with each digit increase. Like two is ten times the intensity of one, and three is ten times the intensity of two, and a whole lot of shaking is going on as the numbers climb.

My shoulder was hurting awfully badly and I thought the one to ten pain measurements must be like the Richter scale increasing ten times with each digit increase.

I reckon pain is a blessing at times for how else would we know something is wrong. I was raised at a time when pain was used to educate me to stop doing what I was doing and not to do it again, sometimes it worked and sometimes not.

If I was lucky if my mother was the instructor instead of my dad for his technique was more forceful and easier to remember.

Several years ago, my wife Hazel had an attack of appendicitis, she usually resisted going to the doctor but in this case she was out to the car and yelling for me to come on. As it happened it was very serious because the appendicitis had ruptured and required a great deal of care. It took about 12 days before they could release her, and then more time before she was well.

I have a love, hate relationship with my pain where would I be without it. It is too bad that the inventor of pain couldn’t have figured out a different way to accomplish the same thing, but what you got is what you have.

Don’t you just hate it when the specialist doctor tells you this can’t be repaired you will have to make the best of it, especially when there isn’t any best.

Oh well, life goes on and the alternative at this point doesn’t seem to be the option I’m interested in. At least I don’t have any friends like old Job to encourage me. How about a sad song?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3VnJrNcE1c

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