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Update on the situation... to paraphrase, the doctor said, "Dude... your back is fucked up."
Basically, I have some serious muscle spasms in a bad spot between my left shoulder blade and spine. The doctor gave me Vicodin, Bextra, and Flexoril. He told me I have to undergo physical therapy. That's it. Drugs and a referral... just what the doctor ordered.
EL is picking up her girls today and I'm waiting on the boys. Kirk is on a crazy ass road trip from Maryland as I type this... Sean will be arriving in Austin tomorrow and driving down to Houston... Greg comes in tomorrow morning at 8:30 and Jason flies in tonight at 11:30. Rob is MIA, but I'm sure he'll show for the wedding. I have two things left to do on the wedding prep list and I've almost dropped the ball on them both. Sushi and music. Shit. If she can juggle a million things, I surely can do these two. I'm such a 'tard.
I can't wait to get out of the office today. Vacation will commence. Ringers will be off and work will be thousands of miles from my prescription coated mind.
Basically, I have some serious muscle spasms in a bad spot between my left shoulder blade and spine. The doctor gave me Vicodin, Bextra, and Flexoril. He told me I have to undergo physical therapy. That's it. Drugs and a referral... just what the doctor ordered.
EL is picking up her girls today and I'm waiting on the boys. Kirk is on a crazy ass road trip from Maryland as I type this... Sean will be arriving in Austin tomorrow and driving down to Houston... Greg comes in tomorrow morning at 8:30 and Jason flies in tonight at 11:30. Rob is MIA, but I'm sure he'll show for the wedding. I have two things left to do on the wedding prep list and I've almost dropped the ball on them both. Sushi and music. Shit. If she can juggle a million things, I surely can do these two. I'm such a 'tard.
I can't wait to get out of the office today. Vacation will commence. Ringers will be off and work will be thousands of miles from my prescription coated mind.
ooh, C, I’m sure your doc knows best, but I’m not so sure about the drugs. physical therapy and stuff, sure… I dunno, I slept on the floor last night and laid off the computer today and mine’s a bit improved. Of course, my pain may be different than yours - even though it sounds identical. I have an appointment with a physio-type in the morning, funnily.
The real problem is that you can’t DRINK! Surely ya can’t be havin’ that right now, can you?
Oh, Clayton.....have a terrific wedding this weekend. I will not be able to log on until next week. Savor each moment....it only happens once! Congrats to both you and EL!
**Sending you good vibes**
Flexoril will make you mentally retarded. Trust me on this one!
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