So I talk about all kinds of stuff, and if you read my posts with any regularity you probably think I am an emotional wreck. Up and down, mostly down, seems to be where I hang out. That's not the pain I am dealing with today; but I am really as much of an emotional wreck as it seems.
Maybe it's that I'm not as young as I used to be, or maybe I'm just a big baby, but I can't handle things like I used to. I hurt my back. This is something that's pretty common, really; I've had a bit of a weak back since I was a kid. The difference this time- I am absolutely, positively, a miserable sad-sack of a human being.
I got to work and I had to get a high-back chair from another desk. I drove all the way into Nashville, braving the gas lines and everything, just to see a doctor to get some muscle relaxers. Right now I want to suck back a sixer just to get some relief. I swear I'm a wuss. Don't get too many ideas, though- I still came to work and never considered calling in sick.
So anyway, pity me, please. I'm such a wee little fellow. I need your hugs and love.
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Men are always the biggest babies. I feel bad for Shelly! HAHA! Feel better soon!
Don't feel bad for me. He only Complains about hurting when it is REALLY bad.
This happens only about once a year.
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