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The Price of Pain – author unknown.

 

I am having a particularly painful day today and wanted to share this with any of you out there who may also be suffering this day.

THE PRICE OF PAIN – a poem

The price of pain is the loss of self-respect when you can no longer complete personal grooming, cook meals or take care of your family the way you want to…

The price of pain is the loss of rewarding employment when you cannot perform the tasks to do the job you love…

The price of pain is the loss of quality of life when you can’t go hiking with your children or dancing with your spouse…

The price of pain is the loss of relationships with friends and family when the pain and medication makes it impossible to even have a conversation or attend important events…

The price of pain is no longer being independent when you cannot drive or shop for groceries alone…

The price of pain is the depression and mental anguish the pain brings with it…

The price of pain is the loss of sleep and the resulting problems sleep deprivation causes…

The price of pain is the side effects of the medications taken in an attempt to survive the day…

The price of pain is when you lose who you are in the pain. These things and more are the price of pain.

It is the living every minute of every day around what your pain level is or when you can take the next dose of medication, praying it will bring more pain relief than the last dose. When happiness is 3-4 hours of pain-free sleep or a day with only 75% of the usual pain…

The price of pain is paid by the person in pain as well as those who love them…

The price of pain is watching someone you love suffer day after day, night after night and you are helpless to ease their pain…

The price of pain is beyond money, the price of pain is beyond words, the price of pain is all encompassing. The price of pain seems endless…

The price of pain is there until the day that person is free of their damaged body…

The price of pain is all these things and more.

But the pain is not me and I am not the pain…

The pain is part of my life, but the pain will not be my life. I will fight, fight, and fight. And though the pain fills my life, it will not take my life. Each day I live, I fight and show the pain who I am. Even though the pain may take much of my life, it will not consume me. I will not allow the price to be that high…

The price of pain is all this, BUT I AM MORE…

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