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Oh my aching back.

I hurt my back last month. I thought it was getting better (more realistically, not getting worse) and then my hand started going numb, when it wasn't throbbing.

So. I went to my new GP today, because I was scared to go back to the creepy chiropractor, and within 3 minutes she said, "Ummm, herniated disc." and sent me off to get more x-rays. There's an MRI in my future.
And physical therapy.

Honestly, the back part doesn't hurt that much, it's the pain in my index finger in my dominant hand that is driving me batty.

And I have 3.5 hours in a horrible airplane seat on Wednesday. I think I'll be doing a lot of strolling the aisle.

It's funny though, I mean, when I hear the term "herniated disc" I think agonizing, debilitating pain. And surgery. But no, it's just annoying. And only debilitating when I do the quick-look-over-my-shoulder when changing lanes. Which must look like I have a bad case of St. Vitus' Dance. "Look! No don't look! Agh! Can't change lanes til I look! Slow, but not so slow you plow into car in front of you while looking behind you!"

Well, at least I'm not imagining it all.


Comments

What a great attitude about Chicago, and a stay at The Drake will most certainly be wonderful, do have tea!
Love the non-bowler moniker for SG. No matter how bad you feel you manage some great humor in your writing and I am sure it is sustaining you. What else can we do with what life hands us??
May Chicago be amazing, and how beautiful it will be in Spring!

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