Several years ago I needed some surgery. My doctor grudgingly agreed to let me wait several months, until after the AP exam to get it. I assured her I wasn't in pain and I would call immediately if things got worse before the scheduled appointment.
There never was any pain and I did manage to wait until the end of May to have the procedure. Once I had it, I felt like a new person. I had learned to live with the discomfort and to not think about it, but it was there, bothering me every day and it was only after it was gone that I knew how bad it actually was.
I was reminded of this story as I walked in to Packemin every morning to teach my class. I never realized the pain I was in daily until it was no longer a part of my life.