The pain from the abscess in my nose woke me up from a sound sleep and had me popping Advil like it was going out of style.
Nominally the pain from my crippled leg is far worse. Imagine hitting your shin with a ball-peen hammer as hard as you can five or six times a minute. That's my right leg.
After twenty years of that I can function without even thinking about it. It's always there, of course, but there's little that can be done about it.
The war on drugs made going without pain management easier than jumping through the hoops at the VA to get a prescription. There was simply no way to avoid an office visit to get a refill.
Perhaps times have changed and they can admit that someone in my situation will need those pills for the rest of their life and just issue refills on request. I dunno, I don't check.
What I do know is my nose hurts far less than my leg; but it bothers me more.
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