Hiccups

Just as I find myself in a groove, writing a short blog a day, I fall down a pain tunnel.  This is the blood pressure raising, heart racing, "fuckshit" scream-inducing kind of pain.  I can't think straight outside of the nearly two hour "slightly less than suicide-inducing" window my one vicodin a day allows me.  Sometimes two a day.  Never enough, but always too much.  I don't want it to stop working because my body adapts to it.  My asshole adaption, always.  I'll be back on the other side of the tunnel.  For myself. and for you, if you are out there.