|finish your collapse and stay for breakfast
||[Jun. 30th, 2009|05:36 pm]
i have a prolapsed disc in my lumbar region. it's a happily anti-climactic outcome (or, as dad put it, "thank christ for that"). i manned up, put my suit on and winced my way into court this morning but i only lasted about ninety minutes before i had to leave. my pain threshold is pretty high but when i start sweating in agony, it's time to pull up stumps.
i saw a different physio this afternoon; really nice lady at elsternwick called Lee. she was a lot more inquisitive than the hack i saw in caulfield last week (she went as far as getting a copy of the CT scan faxed across from my GP) and after a thorough examination she declared an MRI necessary. if the disc has slipped right out (and the numbness in my left foot is apparently a bad sign), i'll need a minor operation rather than therapy. she forbade me from working until that's been clarified, which is a bummer - i hate this inactivity. i'm still in inexplicably good spirits, though.