Twenty-one years.  Twenty-one years.  Twenty-one ‘kin years!

Twenty-one years ago a stupid cabbie didn’t see the brand new burgundy Mitsubishi Magna I was driving and failed to stop at a stop sign… and so began my nightmare with back pain.

Twenty-one… one of my favourite numbers thanks to a misspent youth playing Blackjack with my cousins.  Twenty-one… my locker number in Senior at high school.  Twenty-one… the number of diamonds in my little starfish pendant.  Twenty-one…  Twenty-one.

twenty-one years gone
every day and every night
neuropathic pain

analgesics medication car accidents long acute pain chronic

FUCK.  🙁

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