EppsNet Archive: Pain

My Worries Are Few

I have the ability to face up to the disturbing facts of life, except pain, sickness, death, poverty, rejection, loneliness, guilt, shame, confusion, doubt, imperfection, meaninglessness, futility and evil. Also fear of being laughed at and cruelty to animals. Read more →

Pain is Nothing

Pain means nothing to a man, as Hemingway used to say. Before he shot himself . . . Read more →

Free Advice on Free Advice

Today a colleague offered to fix the pain in my shoulder. “Sounds like a problem with the connective tissue,” he said. “I can push it back into place.” “No,” I said. “No no no no no no no.” “Why not? Are you homophobic?” “Not wanting you to touch my shoulder is not homophobic.” Also this guy is not gay. “You don’t trust me?” “I was trying to think of a nice way to say that.” “I have a gift for this. I’ve helped a lot of people.” “You might be able to fix it. Probably you could. On the other hand, you might, just perhaps, push on it the wrong way and I lose the use of my left arm. Not worth the risk.” He then recommended that I go to a health food store and buy some red something-or-other algae to use as an anti-inflammatory. Which I’m not going… Read more →

Pain in the Neck

I started going to physical therapy for neck pain . . . “What kind of work do you do?” the therapist asks. “Software development.” “Do you sit a lot during the day?” “Yes.” “At a desk?” “Yes.” “Show me how you sit at the desk.” “I turn sideways like this in the chair and lean on the armrest, then I kind of scrunch over and stare at a computer screen.” “Oooh, that’s not good. You shouldn’t do that.” “I know. But I get paid to do it and I don’t know how to do anything else.” Read more →

At the Dentist

“Any pain or sensitivity?” the hygienist asks. “Oh my gosh yes . . . wait, you mean in my teeth?“ Read more →