An ode to bone pain

I get a lot of bone pain in my leg. This makes sense and at this point it's normal and to be expected - although technically filled in with new bone, the gap in my tibia is no where near finished growing yet. It will still be another six months or so before all that new bone turns into normal, healthy bone. Right now it is still squishy - it needs to harden more. And that means bone pain. It is frustrating beyond belief and, well,  like the name suggests painful. Nobody likes to be in pain, but bone pain is something different. It is deep and dull, achy. It becomes everything. When you have bone pain, it's hard to concentrate on anything else. It's also sly. As Gollum would say, it is tricksy. Sometimes it's not there, but it always sneaks up on you somehow. I have a lot of bone pain at night, which can make it hard to sleep sometimes. While tossing and turning last night, I came up with this poem.

Deep, dull, strong, achy
I feel it in my bones.
When I sitting.
As I'm standing.
While I'm laying down.
No matter what I'm doing.
It doesn't matter how I'm posing;
Bone pain can always come around.

Deep, dull, strong, achy
I feel it in my bones.
When I'm happy.
If I'm cranky.
Smiling, crying.
Laughing, signing.
Worry, hope and joy.
It doesn't matter how I'm feeling;
Bone pain is such a chore.

Deep, dull, strong, achy
I feel it in my bones.
With friends.
Doctor' visits.
Shopping in the mall.
Cooking, cleaning, reading, eating.
A night out on the town.
Or simply when I'm all alone.
It doesn't matter what I'm doing;
Bone pain likes to tag along.
 
Deep, dull, strong, achy
I feel it in my bones.
Sometimes absent.
Sometimes  missing.
Sometimes just not there.
But then it creeps right back again.
It's deep, dull, strong and achy
Takes me breathe away,
I'm taken by surprise.
And then I feel it deep down;
It is all the way inside my bones.