When a Pain Flare Steals a Special Day

By Crystal Lindell Sunday was a boringly normal day for me — as someone who deals with chronic pain on a daily basis. When I woke up, it felt like someone had replaced my ligaments with concrete and I was being stabbed in the ribs. I limped to the bathroom. And for breakfast, I had four different pain-relieving drugs and a bottle of water. After that, I laid back down and slept for another three…