Alas, the pain was too great!
The dull ache in my bones never ceased, pulsating sickly.
The clock mounted on the wall ticked, further aggravating my nerves.
Anxious for my appointment, my knee was bouncing frantically to the ticking of the clock.
Nervous wreck, perhaps I was. With reason!
Pain, pain, pain! The hurt stemming from deep within my bones was no hallucination.
For once, I was not going insane. Indeed, insanity was my medication.
The ghost haunting my marrow was real! It spread like poison.
It was metastasizing! The madness was fueling the disease.
The final stage.
And now, the end.