Often in life, one doesn't realise how precious a thing is till you come close to losing it. Similarly, it's difficult to consider a certain thing a blessing when you take it for granted. it's only the loss of that object which reminds us of its existance. Even then, it takes a while for the pain to hit us. when it does though, it's a full-blooded kick to the pelvis--a nut-cracking, scream-inducing, eye-popping blow that, in the words of an old friend, 'hurts like a bitch'.

All of this obviously is a prelude to the actual full-body physical pain that envelopes you once the sudden shock has worn off. It's then that the final impact actually hits you full-force...

Dammit, I can't shit solid turds anymore!