I messed my back up last week laying tile.
I destroyed that same back by playing guitar for two services Sunday.
My back took it out on me all day Monday reducing my six foot two frame to a blob of useless flesh laid out on a mattress in the master bedroom.
Back pain is evil.
It has completely messed me up this week, and all the plans I had have been tossed out the window as I struggle to simply think straight. Can you think crooked? Are thoughts linear in the first place?
See what I mean?
Everything has been tainted by this pain haze that refuses to leave me alone. Lest I forget about it, the slightest shift in the chair brings it front and center again.
Ouch.
It is better today and one more night of rest will cure it.
Recovery can’t come too soon. I have tile to grout, ceiling speakers to install, music to rehearse, and a family to husband and father.
Ouch.

See, this is exactly why I took up the kazoo…
oh man … I feel your pain. I hate backpain … it is more painful then I ever could have imagined the first time that I pulled my back. I hope that it is healing!
I hope you are feeling better today!
Love you!
Froyd: I tried that – cut my lip.
poofer: One word: Drugs
Julie: A little better today, thanks for the drugs. (shh – don’t tell)