Imagine being stabbed everytime you took a step
So we finally found out what exactly my back problem is. It's something
called a herniated disk however, i have 3 which
causes even more pain for me. It can also be called a ruptured disk and
there are 3 possible ways to fix it (mainly). One is to rest and take
medicine (done before, didn't work). Another, is to have shots, i think
they're epidural's but i don't know. and the third is surgery. you can
try all the steps before going to the surgery because you can't die
from it (duh) but its just going to be painful.
But yeah, now to the more...errging stories.
Yesterday, my mom called to tell me whether i could dance or not. she said no bc i had the herniated disks (it was hard to understand her too with the loudness of school) and that i should go home. i figured that i was going home to go to a doctor's appointment she had just scheduled or something. turned out, i didn't have one, and that she just wanted me to rest. then, i find out my head coach erika is mad that i didn't go to practice. which is completely reasonable because even if you can't dance, you still go to practice. but i honestly thought i had a doctors appointment...i've been having them a lot lately
Then later on, i hear that my assistant coach says quote "She should either get over it or quit because there's no point if she can't dance. She's an officer, either push it for your team, or don't be a part of it."
yeah. you can imagine how angry i was/am.
First of all--i'm trying to get over it. by getting better. i can't dance on it unless i just want to get worse and get paralyzed (not really, just exaggerating.) i danced on it for 3 months already, which made it worse that it could've been. but before dance, my health comes first.
Second--i love dance. i don't want to quit but i mean, if my coach hates me and thinks that i'm faking this then maybe i should. i mean, i've been behind me team this entire time, and i love them to death. but if you know me, you know that i can't stand it when people are mad at me. especially the people i'm supposed to admire, like a coach.
but honest to God, i am not faking this.
Let me describe the pain I feel:
So maybe i am faking it. Maybe my MRI was a joke. Haha i was just kidding i don't have this, even though my MRI said i have 3.
Believe me, this is no joke.
But the fact that people are getting angry at me for it, hurts.
i'm out.
<33 shannon
But yeah, now to the more...errging stories.
Yesterday, my mom called to tell me whether i could dance or not. she said no bc i had the herniated disks (it was hard to understand her too with the loudness of school) and that i should go home. i figured that i was going home to go to a doctor's appointment she had just scheduled or something. turned out, i didn't have one, and that she just wanted me to rest. then, i find out my head coach erika is mad that i didn't go to practice. which is completely reasonable because even if you can't dance, you still go to practice. but i honestly thought i had a doctors appointment...i've been having them a lot lately
Then later on, i hear that my assistant coach says quote "She should either get over it or quit because there's no point if she can't dance. She's an officer, either push it for your team, or don't be a part of it."
yeah. you can imagine how angry i was/am.
First of all--i'm trying to get over it. by getting better. i can't dance on it unless i just want to get worse and get paralyzed (not really, just exaggerating.) i danced on it for 3 months already, which made it worse that it could've been. but before dance, my health comes first.
Second--i love dance. i don't want to quit but i mean, if my coach hates me and thinks that i'm faking this then maybe i should. i mean, i've been behind me team this entire time, and i love them to death. but if you know me, you know that i can't stand it when people are mad at me. especially the people i'm supposed to admire, like a coach.
but honest to God, i am not faking this.
Let me describe the pain I feel:
- All day i'm in constant pain. Just sitting there in school, i'm in pain
- Standing for more than 5 minute intervals, i'm in pain
- Every step i take, i feel like i'm being stabbed.in my back
- Every single move that i make hurts, and just carrying something heavy feels like i just picked up a building
So maybe i am faking it. Maybe my MRI was a joke. Haha i was just kidding i don't have this, even though my MRI said i have 3.
Believe me, this is no joke.
But the fact that people are getting angry at me for it, hurts.
i'm out.
<33 shannon