I hurt. Ten days ago I learned I have glaucoma. Then, on the way to my eye doctor, I slipped and fell in the street. Results: two broken bones in my left wrist, and a right leg so bruised it looks like an eggplant wearing a shoe. It doesn't hurt too much during the day, but when I lie down to sleep (as if) the pain starts. The ER that treated me gave me a scrip for tylenol, which, I discover, is like shooting a rhino with a BB gun (hint: do not injure yourself in the midst of an opioid scandal) I realize I will eventually heal, but eventually is so damn eventual!