Pain, Reborn

arthritis_by_thevilbrainI woke up the morning of my latest rheumatology appointment with tender, achy hands and feet. Out of sorts and frustrated, I gimped to the bathroom to take my morning meds, including a Tramadol. As I swallowed it, not expecting much in terms of relief but resigned to trying—I have to do something, I thought—it occurred to me that once again, my pain was new.

New. You’d think after all these years I’d be used to my achy, tender fingers and feet. I’ve experienced them—literally—thousands, maybe even millions of times. But pain, somehow, always comes back brand new and reborn.

So does my reaction to it.

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5 thoughts on “Pain, Reborn

  1. Hope you’re feeling better, Wren. I sometimes wake up with an ache or a pain somewhere and I always wonder how I got it, and then I remember, oh yeah. But like you, I give thanks for all that I can still do.


  2. Here here to all of that, Wren, and nothing wrong with having a moan AND being grateful at the same time I reckon! 🙂 I have a friend who knows all about my RA but if I say I’m not so good she always says ‘what have you been doing to yourself?’ Nope, doesn’t work like that!

    Yesterday I felt a bit rubbish, and I glanced over at your card and it made me feel so much better!

    Hope you make it across the pond for a yomp with me one day… When we both have non-grumbly feet!


  3. Wren, I love your wonderful blog (as usual). I have had those achy hands before. I hope yours are feeling better….


  4. My hands often puff up into aching swollen hotness…I can always tell when I wake in the morning what kind of day I’ll have. I recently experienced a bout of “new” pain. I exploded into a seven day flare that hit every joint in my body. My Rheumy’s response? Up the MTX. I think I have finally crawled out of that bout of new pain…but just like you, I am lucky in my disease in that it could always be worse. Wishing you well and hoping you feel better soon. X.


  5. Love your attitude Wren.

    Last week I had a flare in my hand. At first the pain felt like someone from my past stopping by unexpectedly. I was okay with it, kind of like when you haven’t seen someone in a long time, but then remember they are someone you don’t like. As the pain continued through the night, I remembered I don’t like this friend. But like you,I feel grateful. Mine could be worse.


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