In a few days I'll be doing a round of epidural injections because my facet injections did not work. But I am alone. I'm a ball of stress and anxiety over the procedure. I have no friends to hang out with to distract me. I hurt to much to sufficiently let the kids distract me. Talking to my husband about it only makes it worse.
So here I sit. Alone. In bed. In a house full of family. My body in complete terror of a procedure that is days away. I can't cry about it, I can't stop my body. Everything is just running away.
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