Long term symptoms from Swine Flu. Genetic Hip Disorder. Chronic Pain
Nightstand Contents
Lamp
Gratitude Diary- about this I have mixed feelings, as it seems too purposively positive
Cream- for pain
Foot cream- almost empty
Hand lotion- share with my husband
Lube- because even crippled old ladies, such as myself, have sex.
Bowl- made by my long deceased mother-in-law, which houses a heavy stone egg (I hid it here when G. was a toddler & worried she’d drop it on her foot.)
Cookie fortune- reads- Life is a series of choices, today, yours are good ones.
hair clip
Pill- unidentified.
Pill bottle- Tramadol stash—not my usual supply which is in with other meds but my back up in case I have to detox and don’t have enough (yes, paranoid.).
Scuplture-by Patricia Pearce, a local artist I much admire. A boat shape cast from a leaf resting on a chunk of rock—it speaks of migrants, seeking asylum, fleeing war and climate change. It asks the question I ask myself…am I going anywhere? Or am I stuck here in my chronic pain and lack of mobility? How far can I get? Or am I just floating towards my death, rudderless on a restless sea?
Nightstand Two
13. Two weights
14. Lamp
15. Alarm clock
16. Hair brush
17. Bowl
18. Stack of CD’s
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