Doctor Visit
I called out of work today to go to the doctor's office. I hate doing that, but I had no other choice. My lower back was hurting me to tears and I still had no clue why. I have been getting back pain since early November, me thinks. I thought it was sore from all of the stage set up I did for "The Crucible" last semester at Westfield State. I was the person that went under the platform stage thingy and swept it up to then paint it black. I figured the back pain would just go away. I was wrong.
The back pain has been getting worse and radiating down my legs. I tend to limp now because it hurts so much. Sitting is horrible and over the counter pain killers do nothing. So, I went to the doctor's office. I am stubborn when it comes to going to see the doctor. I try to avoid it as much as I can. My own mother has told me that I have always been stubborn about the doctor. heck, she told me so today. I think it's the idea of missing work.
I went to the doctor's office, got x-rays, got an MRI, got a follow-up visit, gone to a Specialist and I now have a Physical Therapy appointment next week. X-Ray results are fine, but the MRI showed something. One of my lower discs on my spinal chord is swollen, the doctor decribed it more like having a bolge on something that should be smooth. The Specialist told me that the therapy should be enough to heal it, but if not then I will need a shot or surgery. Luckily, the doctor makes it sound as if it will not get that bad. I imagine a big seringe going into my spinal chord and burning as whatever goes inside of me. Doesn't sound like fun at all.