Seven Years

Mom has been gone 7 years today. Even if I were ever to forget the date, my body would remember. I get sick every year on this date. It's as if my body is remembering the stress and misery I was going through and the pain of missing Mom so desperately.

Not Good

I got an epidural injection in my neck from my new pain doc 2 weeks ago. Unlike my previous injections from my old doc, this one hurt. It still hurts. I have a hump on the back of my neck that swelled like a toad for 3 days, and I've had more pain these last 2 weeks than previously. I'm supposed to get a lower back injection on April 6th, but I'm going to have to think about it. It's hard enough to function with this level of pain and I don't need it getting worse.

I also have jury duty this month for the first time ever. I was called several times when I was in college, but students don't have to go. I don't have that luxury anymore, so I guess I'll find out what it's like. I've heard that it doesn't work anymore to proclaim that you're for the death penalty for parking offenses, so I hope I don't get chosen.