It's been a good stretch of months. Like a light bulb has come on . . . "ah, this is what it's like to live pain free." No pain meds, no morning stiffness, being able to workout on a consistant basis. I've felt great.
So Wednesday afternoon, when a familiar twinge came around totally out of the blue, I was shocked. And Thursday, when that little twinge increased in intensity and started shooting down my leg, I was horrified. By Thursday night, when I couldn't stand, had a hard time laying down and definately could not sit . . . I was beginning to panic. Friday morning, I called my doctor.
An MRI on Monday will confirm his suspicion. He thinks I herniated a different disc at a different level. I'm so devestated, I haven't even cried yet. I am in total denial. Shit, damn, crap & son of a bitch.