Day 16 Enrique and me

As to Enrique’s success story:

Yes indeedy, my mind remembers to distract me through my back and buttock pain, especially when sitting. This started when finishing my first book under an unrealistic, likely self-imposed deadline. I was burning the candle at both ends, caring for my sick husband, writing into the night like my life depended on it, filled with fear of failure and guilt from speeding in and out of my loved one’s life (what remained of it that is, for he’d been struck with a rare form of dementia).

Unlike Enrique, I’m still struggling, albeit walking with out-stretched arms towards a healthier me. I am wiser now after stumbling upon Sarno, et al. But like many, my desperation eventually turned to determination and action. I am optimistic about overcoming my ridiculous number of symptoms forever!