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Grandma, My Chronic Pain Buddy

Life with Chronic Pain

People. I love people. Being around them and interacting. People are unique and vibrant. They come in all different shapes, colors, and sizes. People warm my heart. People make me smile. People keep me going.

Relationships are a special bond between two individuals. You've connected with one another in a positive way. You share similar interests or experiences and enjoy each other's company. There is chemistry between the two of you and a friendship grows. Every relationship between two people has its own special bond. You've shared jokes, memories, laughter, and tears together. Some relationships are unbreakable and last a lifetime. 

Nothing seems to stand in the way of your friendship. You love that person for who he or she truly is and never let go of one another. You have seasonal friends. They can have a positive effect on you or a negative one. Most times seasonal friends teach you a life lesson you hold it onto for a lifetime. I've had many seasonal friends. I can say that most of those friendships leave me with happy-fun memories. Our falling out wasn't because of lying, being cruel, or deceitful. Usually, they've ended because of distance, time, and effort. It was beautiful and fun but only lasted a short period of time. Some of my fondest memories are with seasonal friends. The memories show up randomly in my mind and bring a smile to my face. It makes me miss them but I know deep in my gut they are meant to stay only in my memories. Not everyone you've known or loved can fit into your life forever and that's okay. 

We are all meant to grow, learn, meet new people, and move on. People in my life right now are loving, supportive, and truly care for my happiness and health. With all the pain and exhaustion my body brings, people lift me up and push me to continue my journey of healing even when I do not want to go on. I love my people but especially my grandmother.

Nina, grandmother, my mentor—she is the one person in my life who truly understands my pain. She suffers from fibromyalgia, arthritis, hypertension, being eighty years old. Suffering from the daily stiffness and chronic pain my grandmother and I hold each other’s hands. Sipping on coffee, watching my daughter Lilly play with toys I used to play with at her age warms my heart. We talk about recent doctor visits we’ve both gone to or similar medicines we’ve tried. I start to giggle at the fact that I have more in common with my grandmother than I do with most of my friends. We continue to talk and laugh about the time when she came to my parent’s home after my second cervical rib removal to watch over me and keep me company. My body was trying to heal and in so much pain. I couldn’t even bend over to let my dog outside. Nina kindly insisted. She bent down to pick up the leash and slipped on the rug. It happened so quickly there was no way I would have been able to grab her. Luckily, she didn’t hurt herself. We sat on the floor laughing together so hard that we were both crying. With tears in my eyes, I said, “You can’t come babysit me anymore”. 

She replied back, “Never again!” Sitting in her living room just reminiscing and laughing together makes my heart happy. The pain, I wish would go away for the both of us but the pain has brought us together in a special way. She is the only person that feels my pain. I can lean on her for guidance and understanding. I can't thank my grandma enough for always answering my questions and listening to me on the phone no matter what time it is. I love you. Thank you for being my chronic pain buddy.

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