Pin Cushion

My wife had an emotional breakdown this morning after her shot that left her sobbing uncontrollably.  She’s tired of having been a pin cushion for the last eight months, and her legs are so bruised and sore that all of the shots are hurting now, no matter how gentle and quick I try to be.  All I can do is stroke her head and stand there in silence.  We both know there is nothing we can do, so there’s nothing to be said.