It started with a pain in the back of the neck. The slight stiffness, the agitation, it was nothing really. But before long the pain had spread, down the spine and through the legs and even teasing the toes with a tickle that nothing could scratch.
(more) "There's nothing we can do," they say. "Your life can still go on," they promise. I don't believe them. Doped up on drugs to control the agony, I'm too tired to enjoy my last moments of mobility.
Sophie looks at me with a smile, but I see the pity in her eyes. She says she'll stay. I say she'll leave. A day? A week? A month or year? Time will tell. A woman so beautiful shouldn't be tied to the tasks of only the most dedicated nurse. What have I to offer her? What have I to offer anyone?
The pain in the back of the neck is dulled now but how I wish it were still here, to remind me that a bit of discomfort is far from the worst thing to face in this life.(less)