I'm used to making sure I carry at least some painkillers, in case of migraines.
I'm not used to making sure I carry my/Mal's cane, in case of leg/spine flare-ups.
I'm used to the saliva-tasting-bitter, nausea, dizziness, and eye pain group of warning signs.
I'm not used to the numbness, 'cold' stabbing pain in my shin, slowly building uncomfortableness in my lumbar spine, and shooting pain down my side group of warning signs.
Huzzah for new and exciting ways my body fucks up at me.
I suppose it's a fair trade for the vomiting-inducingly painful stomach-aches, though.
I'm not used to making sure I carry my/Mal's cane, in case of leg/spine flare-ups.
I'm used to the saliva-tasting-bitter, nausea, dizziness, and eye pain group of warning signs.
I'm not used to the numbness, 'cold' stabbing pain in my shin, slowly building uncomfortableness in my lumbar spine, and shooting pain down my side group of warning signs.
Huzzah for new and exciting ways my body fucks up at me.
I suppose it's a fair trade for the vomiting-inducingly painful stomach-aches, though.