Pain

I discovered some time ago that I can only deal with one acute pain at a time.  When my children were small I was up half of one night suffering from raging toothache.  In the morning I cooked breakfast for my husband, my mother and the little ones.  Then I got my five year old  son ready for  school.  This  involved shorts, tie, blazer and cap.  (Oh that cap !  Over the years I must have spent hours searching for it.  The day we bought it my son insisted on wearing it all day and finally went to bed wearing it.)  I put my daughter in her push chair and put on my shoes.   In one shoe was a wasp which stung me on my big toe.  The pain was excruciating.  I wrapped a rag soaked in vinegar round my toe.  (Bicarbonate of soda for bees but "winegar for wasps"   easy to remember.) I  took the children to school, came back with my daughter and realised that though I had a sore toe I no longer had toothache. I also found out why my husband, who spent nearly 5 years in the Far East, always banged his shoes on the floor before putting them on.

For the last few months I have had at frequent intervals a very painful arthritic ankle.  Since my accident , when i nearly knocked myself out and did sundry damage to my poor old body I have not, touch wood, noticed my ankle.  QED