I have a "bad" back.
Between muscle spasms and degenerative discs, something usually hurts. I decided to start taking care of myself this year. I went to get my physical, annual gyno checkup and now it's time to do the things I just don't want to... like see how bad my back is now.
You see, five years ago I found out that I have arthritis and 2 degenerative discs, you know the little cushy things between your spin bones (to put it in basic terms) Well, two of them were stage 2 of four stages five years ago. I was a bit bummed because I was only 32 at the time. My father suffers from the same thing. He's seventy eight now and has no discs in his lower back and I can't remember a time in my life that he was not popping 8-10 vicodin a day to deal with the pain.
Will that be my life? Dear God, please no. I pray that God has sent an angel down to earth who will one day figure out a way to put fake gel like discs in my back. I figure if Dr's can put fake gel like pillows in women's chest to become a DD, he should be able to help the ones with back pain.
So, I'll be heading to Dr's in a few hours. This is the first time, I won't be looking forward to the results. Next appointment? Dentist. Don't get me started on the dentist. That's another post!!