My ribs hurt. Aching, jabbing, pains from nowhere that make me catch my breath and tighten up every muscle – which makes it hurt – and I know it makes it hurt more, but it’s the automatic reaction to the sudden jab in my side that feels like someone punched me.
If it’s the faeries, I wish they’d find a better way to communicate, because this isn’t working for me!
It could be from any number of things, from the phase of the moon to the weather changing – it’s cold and my body hates cold. The contradiction there is that my ribs ease when I put ice on them.
It used to be the breastbone that hurt all the time. The past year has moved the pain to the left, under my breast. IT’S NOT A HEART ATTACK! says my mind. I’ve had every test, and no, it’s not my heart – tell that to my gut when the first punch hits.
I go for days without it and then, as if to remind me that I’m really not ever going to be over it, it comes back with a jolt.
I need some ancient senator or congressman to get this and then we’ll find a cure.