There's this, for starters:
1. Indifference to pleasure or pain; impassiveness.2. Stoicism The doctrines or philosophy of the Stoics.
I've never been indifferent to pleasure (see: epicurean and I'm really surprised there ain't a portrait of me there, just for illustrative purposes. Wait. What?) but when it comes to pain I've always kinda-sorta grinned and bore it. I'm not so damned stoic this time around, however. We're ten days removed from our latest episode of Adventures In Modern Dentistry and I'm sick to death of (a) pain and (b) soft food. Where (a) is concerned: we're nearly at the bottom of our Industrial Strength Pain Relivers, so much so that we're rationing them to make the supply last as long as possible (read as: nighttime use only). Also where (a) is concerned: OTC Aleve and Tylenol ain't cuttin' the mustard. Further to (a): we shall request refills on the Industrial Strength stuff when we go in to have our stitches removed in three days time.
And then there's (b). I want some REAL food, but I can't have it at the moment... it's just not physically possible. I'm pleased that there's a plethora of frozen soft foods out there today and I'd hate to be goin' through this thang 20 years ago when there wasn't nearly as much choice. That said... I'm sick to death of mac & cheese, creamed chipped beef on toast, chili (in at least three different flavors), pudding (in three flavors, too), and oatmeal. I'd mention cheesecake, except for the fact I'm NOT sick o' that. Oh, and ice cream. Bring on more of the last two items, please.
OK, we're done pissin' and moanin'.