Una Poesia en Spanglish

An Ode to Dolores
(una poesia en Spanglish)

I bent over. I said ouch.
Ever since I’m on the couch.
Dolor intenso,
Incómodo inmenso, 

Turning me into a grouch.

Over a week. WAY too long,
For this pain to be so strong.
Espero sanar,
Salud ganar,
“Back” to where I belong.

[Warning: This is what happens when creativity collides with pain-induced sleep deprivation]

In the process I'm gathering quite a collection of band-aids from localized injections of anti-inflammatory and muscle relaxant medication. SOOOOOO thankful we found a really great chiropractor in town (chiropractors are very unusual here). Praying for a much lower level of pain so sleep is possible (none last night).

I think maybe trying to keep up with the regular schedule this past week wasn't the best idea. Too many two-or-more-hours-sitting-in-very-uncomfortable-chairs for different classes and church activities plus a 5-hour-sit-down-session yesterday with our co-workers and a couple in the church = EXTREME PAIN. I'm trying to be good and remain prone; not too hard since sitting in any position isn't really an option, and standing is only comfortable for about, oh, maybe five seconds.

A lifetime of back problems due to scoliosis didn't really prepare me for such intense and prolonged pain. Definitely going to find out how to strengthen my back (after it's better, of course) because I NEVER, EVER, EVER want to go through anything like this again. I sure appreciate all those who have been praying for me! Keep it up, por favor!