Palliativity 199: Pillow Talk

To better understand the negative mentality that can surface from living with undiagnosed chronic pain:

Change appears to always be for the worse.

Before this year’s flurry of diagnosis and progress, years went by just trying to stick to a routine. The pillow pictured above took a few years to find after buying and trying dozens. I’ve used it every night to sleep since about freshman year of highschool. Traveling, overnights, whatever.

Any change was the enemy, whether it was a shiny new experience or simply turning over to sleep on my opposite side in bed. Without all of my palliative gear in my bag, I couldn’t even leave the room I happened to be in, much less the house. Cold ice packs in the freezer and my easy-chair in the evening. Improvisation was a luxury.

Although I ‘m having a rougher go recovering after this latest session of RFA, I am still able to mostly just be in go mode. I got a fancy normal person pillow and am happy to put my old one to rest. I bet it has enough negative juju stored up to go full Sith mode any day now. New pillow better watch its back…

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