“If we don’t give up hope, miracles will surely come to us.”
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A young man's struggle with the devil's pain, CRPS.

On a scale of 1 to 10, the pain of childbirth ranks at 7, while complex regional pain syndrome (CRPS) ranks at 9 or 10. CRPS is a rare disease, with an estimated 5,000 to 20,000 patients in Korea. It's also an incurable condition, with no clear cause or treatment.

“The problem was that there were too many days left to live.”
Taking more than 100 pills daily.
Morphine injections three times a week.
Ketamine treatment once a week.
Up to spinal cord stimulator insertion.
Despite trying everything I could, the pain did not improve.
The constant pain and frequent sudden attacks made even basic human activities like eating, sleeping, and defecating impossible.
In the summer of twenty-eight, the flower of youth withered.
Even in a situation where there was no other way to end the pain than death, the young man endured the cold wave that came upon him with his whole body.
Even in the cold and darkness, I walked through the tunnel of suffering, holding the hands of those who were with me.
In a situation where not even a faint light could be seen, I looked only to God, the source of hope.
And spring has returned again.
The youth is waiting for new shoots to sprout, flowers to bloom, and fruit to be born.

Although he still walks with a limp, the young man decides not to give up and to stand up again.
Although I still have pain and my life is completely different than before my illness, I choose to be grateful for what I have now.
And I pray that the times I have walked through can be a small sliver of hope for those who are still going through hardships they cannot understand, and above all, for patients and their families battling CRPS.

After injecting 8mg of morphine + 1mg of Ativan, 100mg of ketamine + 2mg of midazolam, and then another 8mg of morphine + 1mg of Ativan into my body, I was finally able to get home and fall asleep.
Even with all these medications, my pain is under control for less than a day.
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Just a few months after this pain began, I was on morphine injections for unbearable pain.
Unlike the moment I was prescribed narcotic painkillers, the fact that I had to get morphine by injection came as a huge shock.
But there was no other way to get rid of this excruciating pain.
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If only I could stop this pain that has taken my life away, if only I could stop this pain that has taken away even my human dignity… … .
I could happily accept the way my whole body burned to death.
Even if it meant slowly cutting off each finger and toe, dismembering my entire body, and causing me to bleed to death! If only I could end this pain forever, I feared nothing.
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But even if I was upset, reality didn't change.
I wanted to turn back the lives of my family, who couldn't sleep comfortably or eat comfortably because of me.
I had no choice but to think positively, work hard to receive treatment, and pray for recovery.
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It wasn't because I had strong will or was special.
I, too, am repeatedly overcome by despair and fall.
But even today, the strong desire to love myself more than anyone else and to live happily in the life I have been given is what keeps me going.
Furthermore, I believe that God will use me for the purpose for which He sent me to this earth.
I have the strength to get up again even if I fall down for a moment.
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God is a promise keeper.
I slowly started to recover.
God was a miracle worker.
My professor said that my recovery was an amazing thing that could not be explained medically.
I am a grounded optimist.
The reason for the hope in me is only one thing: my Father is God.

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