So, you may be wondering why I chose to name my blog intractable pain kills, it seems like a poor name for an upbeat story of survival. And, you wouldn't be wrong. I called it IP kills because IP kills your body, your sole, and your mind.
While IP can physically kill you by ramping up your cardiac, adrenal, and pituitary systems, IP really kills by taking away your social life, your friends, and sometimes even your ability to be intimate with your spouse (my wife and I experienced a significantly drop in our sex life from several times per day to a few times per week. Even though my heart is still beating, IP has killed me. It has taken my dignity, self respect, and, on many days, my will to live. IP kills me a little more every time I have to tell me wife or daughter "no". It killed me when I missed my daughter's first day of kindergarten two weeks ago. It kills me that I'll never get my medical license. It kills me that I'll never help all of those people.
