Chronic pain is an interesting beast. Because of it, I was sensitive to EVERYTHING: tastes, textures, sounds, light. Suddenly, for the first time in my life, my socks bothered me -- immensely. And I was very touchy. My brain was also foggy. I now find myself having to re-trace the steps of certain conversations and meetings I had to assemble the puzzle pieces of their content. By the end of each day, I just wanted to sleep, but the pain made it difficult to sleep so I never got my wish.
Now, though, on this side of surgery, any pain I feel is healing pain. It indicates that I will not be in pain for life. I am sleeping a lot -- especially in the first week after surgery, when I was still on the pain-killers.
My point for sharing this on a homeschooling blog, besides the stories of what we have all learned during this time (which will come later), is to say that I completely understand why someone who is in chronic pain might seem like a cranky, distant person. I cannot imagine what it would be like to live with long-term chronic pain, the kind that promises no healing. It really re-confirms for me the importance of getting to know people more deeply before drawing any conclusions about them, or rather, about how we feel about them.
|The girls pampered me after surgery with a sparkly manicure.|