Many kinds of pain

I admire people who can live every day with pain and not complain. I'm different. I like to complain. It may not be good to read but writing about it, has a way of soothing.
Yesterday I worked for 4 hours under constant hip pain. It was like a bad toothache, only in the hip. I think the technical name is hip bursitis. I was exhausted even more than usual. Pain does that too. it wears you out.
I sometimes wonder how I would go being severely disabled, living in a hospice/hospital. Not being able to get out of bed by myself. Nor go to the toilet independently. Waiting all night for the nurse to change your diaper. That would be so miserable. It is no wonder people talk about legalising euthanasia. I think I would want to exit, if in that situation. Guess I am lacking all courage eh.
But psychological pain can be just as bad. They say watching someone being tortured is worse than being tortured. I hope I never have the choice.
Take your mind off yourself, you say. Think about something else. Distract yourself. No. I'm taking this opportunity to write about pain. Because we all suffer it. And the more sensitive of us, seem to suffer it more. Because of our big imaginations I suppose. yeah OK we are wimps I guess.
I think there is a good way of dealing with pain through meditation and prayer. I need to do that. But at the moment, writing is helping.
Sorry if I spoilt your day, by reading this. I sometimes can cheer you up with my incredible wit. Just not in this blog entry.