Pain is only a four letter word was my mantra last night as I tried to get back to sleep. “Stay in front of the pain,” cautioned my friend Eileen with her medical expertise, “Take your anti-inflamatories with commitment.” I was trying to stay on top of taking pills in advance of pain’s arrival but another part of me wants to see how few pills I really need to take. A tight knot of pain sits to the inside right and inside left of each shoulder, throbbing persistently and I keep telling my body to relax itself and let go of all the tension that has created the misery. I found myself singing “Shoo Tail Fly” inside my head, repeating the chorus “Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care,” over and over again– anything to distract myself and lull me into a slumber. Eventually it must have worked, I did fall asleep sometime before sunrise. I think today I will be due for a mid-morning nap.