I have sciatica. Again. I try to accept it, as I try to accept most of the things that I cannot change or do anything about (such as the newly-arrived splat of seagull guano that has run down two flights of windows). I walk with it and through it. But at the moment it is not shifting. It tightens the back of my thighs and my buttocks. I just keep moving. That is all I can do. Plus, I am dog-tired after a long day yesterday. A rewarding one, but long. Today will be another such. And I long to sleep.
