Phantom pain decided to pay a visit last night. As is usual to its arrival, I had no warning or idea that my night was going to be miserable. Around 3 AM I woke up with the sadistic stinging in my limb, heralding the arrival of my unwelcome midnight visitor.
I tossed and turned for the rest of the night, desperate to find a position that would provide relief. I was moderately successful for 30-45 minutes at a time, but the pain always returned. Needless to say, I was miserable and this morning I am dragging.
I suspect that it will be a multiple cups of coffee morning to keep me going. I didn't sleep well, and our schedule is packed. I wish I could take a nap, but with both kiddos virtually schooling, it just isn't possible. Instead I will rely upon caffeine and adrenaline to keep me moving.
Have I mentioned how much I hate phantom pain?
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