When I sleep 4 or more hours a day I normally wake up with back and leg pain. So much so that I can't just lay there anymore. It has little to do with physical exertion from the day before, or in my case the night before. It's the same pains I've awoke too for over 30 years.
Most of the time they aren't as painful as they were 25 - 30 years ago but they're still there. I've never allowed myself the "LUXURY" of medication because of what I've seen it do to people I've known.... but there are days when I almost wish I did.
As difficult as it may be to understand, I've come to welcome those days in which I experience different pains almost as much as I welcome the days where I experience less pain.
It's almost like the ringing in my ears. I don't always have to have something making noise (like the tv or radio) but it does help to keep my mind off the constant ringing, and helps me drift off to sleep.
A different pain is much like that. Unless it's a very strong pain, which usually seems to compound things and leaves me feeling at wit's end and agitated all the time. But a mild pain is a welcome change from the norm... it gives me something else to think about besides the "daily" pains I experience.
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