No Pain, All Gain
Wait, I'd actually get to live without pain for an entire week? Seven full days? As someone who experiences pain 24/7/365, what I would give for one day, one hour, one minute without pain is beyond most people's comprehension.
I could go out for a walk without collapsing in agony on the couch afterwards. I could schedule a get-together with friends at any time and know that I'll be able to keep the appointment when it comes around. I could sleep an entire night through without dreaming of unrelenting, bizarre means of torture, needles plunging into my body, or a vise squeezing my head until my eyeballs are ready to pop out of my skull.
In a week without pain I could go to the movie theater and actually take off my sunglasses while watching the film and not feel the insidious pressure of a migraine building in the back of my head. Hell, I could go see every movie that's out there, go to a double showing, or even an extra-long special event and not need to stand in the back of the theater so my legs and neck don't seize up. I could crank up the music as loud as I wanted with the only thing to worry about being the neighbors complaining. I could swim a few laps, go to a yoga class, drive my fiance anywhere he needs to go whenever he needs to get there.
No pain, and I would be able to sit at my computer and work a full, eight-hour day and not have to turn down assignments because I need to get up too frequently to put in the necessary hours. Then I'd have enough money to be able to pay rent and eat in the same month!!
Basically, without pain, I could live the life other people take for granted. Is that so much to want or to ask for? Right now, though, it seems about as attainable as reaching out and grabbing the moon.
(c) 2017 Miriam Ruff