Papa needs a new back.

After fracturing my back and hip when I was younger I always knew later in life it would lead to problems. Of course back then I didn’t think about it or care much because that was so much further down the line it seemed like forever. Well welcome to forever.

The other day my back locked up to where even sitting up wasn’t an option. Taking aspirin for it was like using a band-aid to patch up a freshly cut off limb. I upgraded to something a little stronger and that helped me sleep for the night. When I woke up this morning I felt fine, until I got out of bed and I nearly crashed to the floor.

Still, here I am at work (how’s that for work ethic?), just praying time goes by a lot faster because the pain goes deep in to the bone. If you’ve never experienced that feeling I recommend you do everything in your power to keep it that way. I really don’t want to take anything too strong for the pain right now as I doubt I’d be able to function today.

All I can think about right now is going home, laying down with the heating bad and a happy little white pill.