
Hello Steve and WELCOME...It seems you are a fellow southerner. My dad called cornbread "cornpone"...funny. My mom (now 91) made homemade biscuits and cornbread EVERY day of her life. I am the youngest of 5 siblings, yet the only one who can cook like my mom did. I have my mom's old square iron skillet that I use strictly for cornbread. I love nostalgia, so I display my skillets on an old barn wood wall for easy access, cooking with them constantly.
My husband calls southern cooking "soul food". Few people do the cooking any more, but MOST will pull up and chair and stuff themselves! It's a labor of love, IMO.
My mom died (for all intense purposes) last Thursday night (again). My husband (36 years) and I went down to the NH to sit with her. I tried for hours to wake her, but no response. Even in her deepest dementia, she comes alive...telling you that she needs to get the bacon frying and the biscuits made. She was out cold. I continuously called "Mama...it's me...wake up! You need to make the biscuits and get the salt meat frying!" She finally rustled awake, clear as a bell, wanting ice cream.
Sorry...Sometimes I overshare, I suppose. I wonder if you are real or a "troll" or shit poster. Sadly, we've had quite the influx of those for several months now. They seem to mock the chronic pain folks, mid-century moderns (like myself) and southerners. I don't get it.
I empathize with your health issues. I survived 2 killer accidents, one that nearly killed my mom, sister and me. We were airlifted. The second came very close to decapitating me (via spare tire hurling through my windshield). I have survived MUCH, but it seems my lot in life is to endure pain until death sets me free. I also live with stage 4 disease, with no hope of cure.
I've never used drugs recreationally. I have to be honest, I don't understand that mindset. We drank JD in school/Ole Miss, but never touched drugs of any kind. I don't judge. I don't mean it that way at all. It was just never an option, growing up in a strict home where excellence was not negotiable. So...I'm no help there.
I've been in PM since 2014, but have no success. The meds prescribed just exacerbate my GI issues. I use various modalities to challenge the bone loss from Lupron and arthritis, not to mention old injuries that shadow my every move. I swim daily and do Yoga stretching. I prefer heat over ice packs. I take meds only when I am desperate. Right now I'm drinking Go-Lyte colon cleanse, not for test, but for severe constipation. It's not working. I fear surgery to remove my colon could be looming. I won't do it. I'm tired of this fight.
I hope you find what you need for relief.
