Pain's Presents

Updated: Nov 20

Photo Credit: Annie Spratt

(By Heather Marshall)

I lay quietly in my bed, half praying, half lamenting to God, wondering why I am here again, flat on my back with pain that shoots down my spine every time I move in the slightest. I hear the busy, active sounds of my family as they go about their lives and I long to be there with them, involved in their chores. Instead, I am stuck in my bed barely able to make it to the washroom, let alone care for my family.

My pain story started the first year of my marriage, over 18 years ago now. In 2003, I was involved in a rear-end collision that resulted in a her