I wanted to share a little more about myself. Mainly, I wanted to talk about a chronic condition I have. To the best of my knowledge, it’s pretty rare and unfortunately there is no cure or treatment for it. This condition is called a Dural Ectasia, a benign growth in my spine that presses against the largest nerve in my body. This, in turn, causes me chronic back pain that is quite considerable. So, since poetry has been a big help to me, I wanted to share my story in poem.
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For every morning of awaking,
There is a constant, painful aching.
Which causes me a short debating,
Of waking up at all that morning.
Then I realize I’m defeating,
My own health and well-being.
The pain is there and never ending,
And, therefore, it’s quite frustrating.
I’ve spent a year or so now, coping.
The realization rather daunting,
Of chronic pain that’s unrelenting,
Medications, only dulling.
Marijuana slightly masking,
Pain that’s sharp and unforgiving.
That’s enough, I’m done with moping!
My time is better spent enjoying,
Life and everything worth knowing,
Calling me to keep exploring.
Now self-pity is just boring.
So, I think, I’ll keep enduring.