I’ve had to deal with back pain since August 1986, when I made the mistake of taking a “do-it-yourself” approach to moving a washer and dryer into a Charleston, SC rental home. So far I’ve been able to avoid surgery, subsisting on chiropractic, physical therapy and the occasional epidural injection, but the years haven’t been kind to disk L5-S1. The MRI above, taken in September of last year, shows a shrinking disk compounded by a stubborn bulge in the back of the disk.
a dark spot
on my MRI
The latter feature is the source of persistent discomfort, enough so to keep me from exercising or even attempting low-impact yoga. I brace myself for a sneeze, and dread a loose shoelace or dropped change.
moonless night —
twisting too quickly
I see stars
Yesterday I had what turned out to be my final adjustment from a well-respected chiropractor. She lamented not being able to do more for me, and recommended that I seek out an orthopedic surgeon for more treatment options.
like a breakup