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I was awakened a little before 5:00 AM from a pinched nerve and a bothersome dream. My pinched nerve has been with me just shy of three weeks. This never happened before. A pinched nerve rarely remained beyond a second day. I actually can't remember a third day.
It's more a dull pain that sometimes travels down my leg(s) which produces a weird tingle, a mild shock. I'm just glad it seldom strikes like a lightning bolt which hit me that way in my sleep last night.
I was dreaming that I was sleeping with my wife and young child. (I'm not married and my children are grown.) It was warm peaceful sleep and then it all changed. My dream daughter, (I do have three and a son) with out reached arms, was tearfully crying, "Daddy," "Daddy," "Daddy" on and on and....that's when I woke up from the wicked pain and wished I could cry out for my Daddy.
Soon I began to laugh when I saw my contorted face in the mirror as I gradually took some steps to loosen up while quietly creating more new and different swear words and phrases.
My "cure all" helped set things straight: fully extended arms over my head with hands together....shoot me....stretch upward....shoot me please....something moved in place....please, please shoot me....it's gone....never mind. The pinching and the realignment both can happen in less than one second. It can be as quick as turning a light on and off.
I later folded bath towels, did a laundry load, walked to two stores and stopped at someone's house. It all had it's moments but it was manageable. No big deal. I'm use to the pain. I'm use to thinking I should find a better way.
words by roman blazic_all rights reserved
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