“Not again,” I said to myself as I hunched over in pain, clenching my right ovary. A sharp, fire-like pain took over, radiating to my back. I closed my eyes and sighed, making my way to my recliner where a heating pad waited for me.
I turned the heating pad up high, reclined my chair, and closed my eyes. Even though it was on the hottest setting, the pain continued. It wasn’t hot enough. I sat like that for an hour, hoping to get some sort of relief. I got up, popped a couple ibuprofen, made a bowl of soup, and went back to my heating pad.
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