When I have a good day there is a small part of me that hopes there won't be any more bad days following it. Then when the pain comes back full force I feel like I've been smacked in the face, though if you were to take that simile literally a slap in the face would be a tiny, tiny percentage of the pain. I can't blog long tonight because it hurts to move my head, I've got a lot of pain in the vertebrae in my neck.
I don't want to be thought of as negative, but I don't think that I'll be lots better. Yes, the geneticist told me to exercise. He also told me to hire a personal trainer. Mmm hmm. I feel like screaming when I think of him. I can't walk without a cane but I'm supposed to hire a personal trainer? I don't have money for that even if I wasn't in debilitating pain. I don't need a personal trainer, I need a physical therapist!
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