Pain
Posted on | February 23, 2010 | Comments Off
Shingles.
Excruciating pain. The kind of pain that makes me want to shout, “It’s not fair!”
I usually go to the Veterans Affairs hospital in San Francisco, but wanted to get a diagnosis and treatment for the pain as soon as possible and went to the VA clinic in Oakland. Separate systems. Fill out forms. But. The staff were uniformly kind, quick, and professional. I am so very fortunate to have access to great medical care.
I am taking antivirals and serious pain medication, but there is still substantial pain.
My grandmother had shingles. She was a stoic woman. I never heard her complain. Until she had shingles. One of the ways she dealt with it was to write a poem about it. I wish I had a copy.
Walk well. God is love.










