CUBITAL tunnel syndrome

By Rachel   

Each night I feel unbearable pain.
Tightening tingling sensations.
Running through my aching fists.
Sets of weights, my hands shake.
They crack, and sweat,they hurt.
Everytime I write I feel so bothered.
Sharp agony feeling of pins and needles.
Going through my fingers.
Then comes night
They feel inflamed, and on fire.
Several days past, discomfort fades away.
feels like such a relief.
It was nice while it lasted.
Until again we meet.
I cried myself to sleep, feeling emotionally distressed.
The ice and hand splints through the night. The clock strikes midnight, I'm impatient.
Morning arises, the misery has calmed, Feeling a sense of comfort, and joy.
30 minutes passed, and the algia recurred.
Palms feel weak, I can barely function.
It's a never ending cycle, till I rest my head against my pillow and fall asleep.
Taking all the suffering away feels like such a stress release.
The endless pain is gone for the night.

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Have you ever had hand pain? Everyone gets injuries. You make one mistake like I did and it never stops hurting. This is what its like being diagnosed with CUBital tunnel syndrome.