Different Types of Pain

I'm not going to bother being superstitious here and avoid mentioning a small break in my tooth pain. It will be back soon enough most likely as soon as I crack or break another tooth. Before my dental disasters, I was able to divide pain into two categories. Summer pain was sharp, concentrated in the back of my head and involved a jump from maybe a six on the pain scale to a ten plus if a storm came within half a continent of me. Thankfully, tea or beer and medicine was enough to help me deal with it and it would pass within a couple of hours of the storm's end. Call it short but sour.

Winter pain was arthritis and this other burning, aching pain that made no sense. Also, I had this lactic acid burn in my arms where I felt like I had flapped them to travel hundreds of miles. It was less intense than summer pain but I just didn't get a break from it. Over time, I went on medication to deal with the arthritis which is only a problem now when my hands are borderline suffering from frostbite if you could get that in the house. My burning ache that I feared was some sort of bone cancer originally turned out to be fibromyalgia and it has responded pretty well to medicine. The lactic acid burn in my arms was what I half jokingly call RAS which means Restless Leg Syndrome in the arms or Restless Arm Syndrome which I prefer. The medicine for that works best if I feel my arms swaddled in nice long sleeve flannel style shirts

As much as it seems otherwise, I don't just sit around complaining about my symptoms. Through trial and error or finding similarities, I find treatments for my symptoms. The teeth are different because they can keep me at a ten plus on the scale for days at a time. I would not be able to wish this on my metaphorical worst enemy and I've made up with all of my worst enemies from school days. I would forgive you for believing that any day without the worst of the tooth pain is heavenly by comparison. After all, that's the way it should be.

Overnight into this morning, my arms felt like someone was giving me electric shocks except not just short bursts of it. The electric pain is constant though it's dulled by this nice shirt that makes me sweat like (insert something funny) and probably smells less than funny. It just goes to show you that there are all sorts of pain, the pain you're in is always the worst pain

Some sleep would probably help me gain more ground.