A few days ago, while feeling particularly sorry for myself, I jotted down all the things wrong with me, physically, that is. Every single little twitch and pain and unnormal thing that's been bothering me.
The list is quite long, and I didn't even mention those biggies that I've been dragging along with me that probably are the causes of these little pains in the butt.
I won't list them here.
There are FIFTEEN things.
Probably, they can be written off with reference to my advancing age and the chemotherapy that saved my life but knocked me for a loop.
But they're all there, annoying me, holding me back, causing me pain and preventing me from living a happy life.