There is a monster in me, and he lives in my left thigh. Sad as I deam it, it is a gollum. A writhing and clawing, burning and freezing lump. I’ve lived with this pain for years. It wakes me in agony. It spreads downward to my knee and upward to my hip. I see him as my demon possessed in a small clump of tissue that haunts my mind constantly.
CRPS HAS NO CURE. And I have no health insurance anyway. When I work, its there. When I hang out with my friends, its there. When I’m with my loved ones, its there. When I bathe, it wakes. When I exercise, the sweat awakens it. If I roll over in my dreams, it shoots through me. It makes me quick to anger and I cannot help it.
CRPS HAS NO KNOWN CURE.
And its more common than you think. People living in Hell because something as simple as an insect bite didn’t heal correctly somehow.
CRPS HAS NO KNOWN CURE, AND IT LIVES IN MY LEFT THIGH.
November is national CRPS/RSD Awareness month and between 200000 and 1.2 million Americans are living in the flame.