By Sue Falkner Wood
We live differently, those of us who have chronic pain. Some of us get up later, go to bed earlier or later than the average person, and definitely march to the beat of a different drummer. Over the years, I have had to deal with many handymen, plumbers, painters, electricians and yard guys.
Perhaps, I’m more grumpy than the average person, but it really ticks me off when I drag my sore body out of bed extra early on a cold morning due to an appointment with one of these persons (to be politically correct, we have had one female painter and the meter reader is also a woman.) I have to take my pills earlier than usual, have to eat with the pills, take a bath and get dressed.
There I am, waiting for the pills to kick in before said arrival and they don’t come, I wait some more and they still don’t come. Sometimes they never show up at all. This week I’ve been waiting for a plumber who is three days late and one, of the others I called a few weeks ago failed to keep an early morning appointment at all, so he’s off the list…or on it.
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