Even in my bloods, when the CRP is calm, the kyrduh is a weight in my bones. It’s the medicine swamp—so many pills fighting each other—and my old body just trying to keep the peace. My markers don’t show the war inside my joints from just making tea. I know because some mornings, the sngewbha of the birds on my porch is all I can manage, even when the doctor says my numbers are ‘acceptable’.
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