Out of the night that covers me. Black is the pit from pole to pole. I thank whatever gods may be. For my unconquerable soul…In the fell clutch of circumstance. I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeoning of chance. My head is bloody,but on bowed…Beyond this place of wrath and tears. Looms the but the Horror of the shade. And yet the menace of the years. Finds, and shall find me unafraid…It matters not how strait the the gate. How charged with punishments the the scroll. I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE.!! I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL!!
William Ernest Henley (1849-1902) Henleys testament to the indomitable human spirit. A promise of hope above all trials.
Recently I became aware that there was members of our community. That not only deal with the daily challenges we all face in our fight with diabetes but are also dealing with serious chronic pain.
Pain comes in all levels and peoples threshold of pain is different..There was a time in my life i was living in the fast lane..I had fast horses,,fast cars,,fast motorcycles, and yes a few fast women and yes I crashed and burned with them all, causing some degree of pain.
My motorcycle wreck took me where i hope I will never go again..Understand that motorcycle insurance is different than car insurance. If I am riding a passenger Their medical costs are covered mine isn't unless I am carrying a separate insurance rider..They don't tell you this.
One minute i'm flying down I-85 and the next minute i,m opening my eyes in the ER room..After much poking,prodding,x-rays and a scan.I have a mild concussion.a dislocated shoulder a few bruises and what they called a hairline fracture of my pelvis and they were sending me home (no insurance)..They gave me a few pain pills. They had given me one shot of morphine when I got there and now 3 hours latter when they went to move me from the table to a wheel chair,it took 2 more before they could move me.. Days later when I exhausted all the pain pills they gave me..In a moment of insanity where I thought I might be able to get off the couch my education in pain 101 began..I am talking about pain that stopped my breath,stopped any thought of moving,made me sick to my stomach and wanting to cry..Me and my bed pan lived on that couch for weeks..Back in high school one of my teachers required us to memorise the poem Invictus, I never forgot the words and never realized how powerful they were until I decided to role unto the floor and crawl my way to the bathroom.
The words of that poem screamed in my mind over and over and over again. It gave me the strength to fight the pain and block it.. Those words served me so well in the following months..Every stage of my recovery was aided by those powerful words.. To this day any time I have dig down deep to deal with pain those words are the first thing I reach for..
To those of you who struggle with pain every day, or to those who just might want to pass a sticking point in a exercise routine when you want to quit,,recite those words over and over and over..And pretty soon you will start to believe them and next thing you know you are there..I so sincerely hope this helps those who's mobility is hampered by pain every day..Stay strong and fight the good fight
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