Ortho appointment, diagnosis… Runner’s Knee.The cure?! A cortisone shotstraight into my patella. Commence…StretchessLight exercise MassagesTaking it easy. Wear and tear ofjoints and bones have occurred. I amat war with my body, but I plan onwinning.
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If pieces of youbroke pieces of me, and you failed toacknowledge my pain,I will be a different MEto YOU; one you’ve never seenAnd will NEVER seeagain.
chronic pain…not a thing one thinkswould become a partof living. the grinding of teeth, gnashing the heartand increasing palpitations–blotting vision.unbearable painthat comesout of nowhere,we suffer, then wemove on.stretches, the bodyneeds them the olderwe get, the morewe need flexibility. joints...
hustle hard culturedemeans us, shakesus to pulps of ourselves–fleshy, bony beggars of peace amidst turmoil.breaking our mindsbreaking our heartsbreaking our spiritsyet we run to theglimmer & glitz ofwhat we dream could be, not knowingthe dream…for us…was never meantto come true....