Oh hubris, hubris. This travel was bound to catch up with me and, on Thursday, I blew out my sacroiliac. If you have not done this, and I really hope you havent, it is incredibly painful - we are talking about making involuntary sounds of pain out loud. For the past 3 days I have been able to shuffle along at about 10% of my normal pace with great pain and looking like an old man who has wet himself. This morning I discovered that, if I try not to pronate, its a bit easier but I now look like an old chimpanzee who has wet himself! Heres the worst bit. There are things that we do by reflex and never consider but, if you ever do this and if you are walking NEVER fart! Trust me, it is agony :) Why can I not have a dignified affliction? Shelley was a romantic consumptive, Rubens starved in a attic, I scream when I fart. Thank you gods - good joke.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 11:06:40 +0000
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