One minute my body is sreaming, shreiking; It's deafening, the roaring inside me. Excruciating. It's tearing at the seams it seems. In that minute the pain is searing, scortching, It's blinding fire raging and burning up every bit of me. It's debilitating. An angry sharp, sore, stiff, stabbing, torturously unending pain.
And suddenly with the magic of medication it's becoming fuzzy.