I wasn't going to mention it, but I hurt my back on Friday when I was moving furniture around on my own. I tried to pick up a pretty heavy cabinet and heard a very strange sound and felt a nauseating pain about a third of the way up my back. Since then I have been in constant pain and now I am undecided about what to do. I can go see the female GP, but then what? She can send me to the hospital for X-rays, but would they show a ruptured disk? They would show a crack in a vertebrae, but what could be done about that?
I sure as heck don't need another complication in my life, but every time I decide not to bother about my back, I feel the pain and think that this is maybe not such a good decision. I sure as heck do have a streak of bad luck when it comes to physical disabilities. I was determined to keep moving along as I normally would, but that is impossible. My back even hurts when I sit down. I guess when I do well psychologically, something physical has to break down. This pretty much seems to be the story of my life. I hoped to get over this when I got older, but I think the phenomenon only gets worse as I age.
The living room looks good because I did finish that job despite the pain, I just did it very slowly and carefully and unpacked every piece of furniture that I moved. The cabinet was the most difficult one to manhandle. Don't let it be said that I am not stubborn, but I don't think I will ever do anything like it again. I must have been caught up in moments of sheer madness when I finished putting everything in place, but then again, I was on my own and couldn't leave things standing where they were.
And nothing ever hurts as bad as giving birth, right?