But, I thought I'd write just a bit about my back situation (Pity Party!!). I had the x-rays done last friday and the doctor called with the results yesterday. I have what is called "degenerative disc disease" which sounds freaking scary...but turns out to pretty much be no worse then what I'm dealing with now. I'll continue to have flare ups, which sucks, but they should stop sometime in my 60's. 30 something years to go, Woo-hoo! Anyway, I broke down and got 'happy pills' and I did take one the first night. I get chatty but not groggy or loopy so I feel safe taking them if I need them when Dennis is out of town. But, most likely I'll tough it out like I have been.
But, here is the reason I'm going to Hell: after I told Dennis what the doctor said he said he keeps picturing us in our 60's and he's laying on the ground because he cant breathe from his asthma...and I'm crawling to him like the creepy old guys dog on Family Guy. (here's a picture for those that don't get 
the reference)
the reference)That's why I'm going to Hell, because I crack up every time I think of it. Oh, and fun fact...the dog's name is Jesse :)
Now, let's all step back and have a little laugh....
2 comments:
Thanks for the invite to the pity party.... Was there cake??? J/k
Sorry to hear about your back!! Are you relieved to at least know what it is??
Yeah, it's nice to know what it is, but it sucks because there isn't a "cure" or treatment. And, there is still the chance of surgery. But, I guess I just need to suck it up and take the pain pills...that will be hard for me to do. It's mostly caused by bending and lifting, which I do about 50 million times a day and can't really avoid :) Oh well. I've dealt with it this long right?
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