Well, my back still hurts like a bitch. Last week I tore my back up. Nothing feels better than when you feel something pop, and you can't tell if it was a muscle or bone. I waited till friday to go to the hospital, hoping it will go away, it didn't. It got worse. I have a constant pain in my upper left back and if I move, twist, or lift wrong, I get a pain in my lower back. Oh the joy.
They gave me some pills. I hate pills. Give me 15 different excercises to do, but don't give me pills. I hate pills. Alas, I am stuck taking them. Even with them every so often I get pain so lovely I have to stop and enjoy the moment. Ugh.
I have a high tolerance for pain, ususally I just ignore it, and it goes away. This, though, is kicking my ass hard.
At work I feel like a broke dick, there but not good for much. I hope my back gets better soon.
Went to Kings Island Sunday, I know, how stupid. I just got done saying my back hurts. I know, I know. Trust me, Sunday, I knew.
I tried a punching game, Alisha, Tiff, and Amy kept telling me to try. On one try, I felt my back scream and call em a basterd, almost missed the punching bag, ended up punching a metal pole, and the bag came back and hit me in the face. Oh yeah, I looked smooth.
I had to play a baseball game to redeem myself. I knocked 3 clowns down with 3 balls, Amy threw my fourth and knocked down another clown, so we won a care bare for my friends little girl.
Oh, I also found out my friends mother in law has a crush on me...oh joy. I am beginging to think finding an intelligent girl my own age is near improbable. I think I remember one of the reasons I gave up dating awhile back.
They gave me some pills. I hate pills. Give me 15 different excercises to do, but don't give me pills. I hate pills. Alas, I am stuck taking them. Even with them every so often I get pain so lovely I have to stop and enjoy the moment. Ugh.
I have a high tolerance for pain, ususally I just ignore it, and it goes away. This, though, is kicking my ass hard.
At work I feel like a broke dick, there but not good for much. I hope my back gets better soon.
Went to Kings Island Sunday, I know, how stupid. I just got done saying my back hurts. I know, I know. Trust me, Sunday, I knew.
I tried a punching game, Alisha, Tiff, and Amy kept telling me to try. On one try, I felt my back scream and call em a basterd, almost missed the punching bag, ended up punching a metal pole, and the bag came back and hit me in the face. Oh yeah, I looked smooth.
I had to play a baseball game to redeem myself. I knocked 3 clowns down with 3 balls, Amy threw my fourth and knocked down another clown, so we won a care bare for my friends little girl.
Oh, I also found out my friends mother in law has a crush on me...oh joy. I am beginging to think finding an intelligent girl my own age is near improbable. I think I remember one of the reasons I gave up dating awhile back.