Don't remember how it feels like to be painfree
This morning when I woke up, the little girl that had slept beside me told me that "mamma when you sleep you make noises as if you are in a lot of pain". I looked at her and thought how she might have felt to have spent a night with a woman whose every movement feels like a blade cutting through the flesh. My hips hurt, my fingers hurt, knees and sometime I have a persistent dry cough that would not go away. My mouth feels as if it is filled with cotton wool which sucks the every twinkle of saliva that the body tries to produce. I wake every hour to drink the water that i strategically place by bedside every single night. My life was not always like this. I had a lot of days when I did not even know what pain was except the times I got headaches from having too much fun. I do not feel sorry for myself as self pity does not get any one anywhere. If I decided to feel sorry for myself that would be the end of my life, I would feel defeated. I would give up living. What holds m