They say your 30s are the best years..
I am 32 years and my body is already breaking.
I want to return it.
I don't have a receipt but its available to a good home if anyone wants it.
I have seen many physio's over the years and not one - NOT ONE - ever mentioned a slipped disc which I apparently have had for many years.
Bastards!
I saw a physio today - one i googled - and he told me exactly what I didnt want to hear but silver linig is that now I know what is wrong, and that I can fix it.
He did remark on my ability to work out with a slipped disc. Apparently I can put up with a lot of pain (not sure if its something you should be proud of) but hey Ill take it. It means I can pat myself on my back and commend myself for not being such a princess. Still, I am a bloody moron for not going to this physio sooner and hoping the pain would just go away.
The best thing about being in your 30s.... you learn your lesson really quickly and fix it even quicker.
I might be hobbling around but ill live... plus the second glass of white wine helps and my man making me dinner sweetens the deal. ;-)
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