This is my curse: chronic back pain. It is the same thing my doctor has. What triggered it was a fall (butt first) caused by stepping on a slippery doormat more than seven months ago.
Damn all makers of non-rubberized doormats and all homeowners who put slippery ones on their doorsteps.
For as long as I'm moving, standing, sitting, or doing anything that puts pressure on my lower back, the pain will not go away but will vary in intensity depending on which physical activity I undertake. Belly dancing, for instance, will be a challenge as it requires trunk-twisting. I'm fine with that. However, the real bummer is that I can't wear high heels. Well, technically I can, its just that I have to be prepared for the back pain that will follow. To all my kikays out there, now you know why back pain is a curse.
Muscle relaxants and painkillers can only provide temporary relief and I'm not one who downs on these babies if the pain is still manageable. Call me a martyr.
Anyone suffering the same predicament, tell me, do you have pahid or tuba-tuba growing in your backyard?
