Monday, June 01, 2009

Drugs are Good

I hurt my back.

I hurt it doing NOTHING.

I simply reached around something and boom, pain.

I couldn't stand up.

I could barely walk.

It hurt to stand.

It hurt to sit.

It hurt to lay down.

My options were limited.

A visit to the doctor. A very L O N G walk from the parking lot to the reception area. An even longer walk to the exam room. A snippy, insensitive nurse, and a strange doctor rounded out my morning.

Doctor asked me questions as I leaned on the exam table.

Questions like:

"Are you in pain?"

"Does it hurt to stand?"

"Does sit hurt to sit?"

"Where does it hurt?"

"Why don't you hop up here..."

Seriously, hop?

"Has this happened to you before?"

And my favorite:

"Welcome to the wonderful world of lower back pain..."

All the while I leaned on the table, shifting from one foot to the other.

At long last I am home, filled to the brim with drugs that make me slightly dizzy and apparently fairly amusing to my family members.

Drugs are good.

Good drugs.



Patti said...

man, i have been there and feel your pain. wait...does this mean no cake this week?! noooooooo.....

tootie said...

I hope you feel better soon!

Roo said...

Oh yikes... hope you're healed soon.

Barrie said...

Oh, poor you. xo