That's Not Cool-Crisis
%*(& @#(* *&^%$ #$%#@ @#$^& #$*! Followed by: Sweet Jesus! Lord help me! Oh God! If I'm lucky, I have pain medication available. I can avoid the emergency room. Then hopefully I will have mild relief, the tears will dry. I'm so worn down from hours to days and weeks of constant pain that then blows up and saps all of my energy. This is my life. Try keeping up with a 2 year old with all of this. Or functioning at all! It's a wonder I finished my Masters or have accomplished anything. This is just not cool.