Psychosomatic!

And as by magic before I knew it, the pain subsided. I had not realized that an hour had elapsed before I finally reached consciousness, but it was a lucky escape, considering the alternative.

It's strange how our mind reacts to stimuli. I marvel at how we always find time for the things we like and almost never for the things we don't. "Duh!", you might tell me, but consider this: The things one doesn't want to do are avoided till the very last moment until they simply become unavoidable, now when the time has come to go through that painful procedure of accomplishing the task, our sub conscious/ psyche/ intuition call it what you may, comes into action and postpones the task. How? Let's take an example. There's a meeting that you don't want to attend, it's utterly important, yet somehow you know all's not going to be well for you. So when you finally force yourself to attend it, you have a terrible headache. "Common! Take a pill and get going", you tell yourself. You get out of that door only to find that you've missed all the important papers inside. "Curses be on this day!". Now with the papers in hand, you advance to your destination only to be interrupted by... a car! A car? Yes, you've had an accident. Meeting is canceled.
This is the power of mind. It's no coincidence that the things we don't want to do are the ones in which we face maximum problems (some of them beyond our control, as it so seems). Like, it's no joke that "desire" is the root of all accomplishments. And, it's scientifically proven.

Wisdom says, "Awareness of the illness is the first step to cure".
So turning the tide to a more favourable side, I told myself or rather shouted at myself, "Hey! It's psychosomatic! Now take hold of your psyche, will you?" And as by magic before I knew it...

Let's not think of the "alternative" anymore. Adieu.