bohor

A disc in my back asploded like a fat guy sat on a creme-filled donut (which is essentially what actually happened). Here's one of them new-fangled polaroids:

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Basically I've been in agony the past few weeks because spinal meringue is pressing on the nerve in my back. I currently have a prescription for "elephant-tranquilizer" strength pain-killers. It sort of works, but every once in awhile I get an overwhelming irrational hatred of how the liberal elite have turned this country has turned into a socialist welfare state. And of course, some nausea. (So needless to say, I can't wait to get off this stuff.) In a few days they're going to stab my spine with a large needle until I feel better. (Yeah, I dunno, they say it'll work and I can't really argue since I'm not that kind of doctor.)

Anyway...um...did I mention the pain-killers? If any of this is confusing or doesn't make sense or is confusing, blame them. I'll be sleeping now.