Blah blah blah degenerative disc … blah blah comes with age .. motherhood .. blah blah .. no visible compression .. blah blah physical therapy.
The end.
Blah blah blah degenerative disc … blah blah comes with age .. motherhood .. blah blah .. no visible compression .. blah blah physical therapy.
The end.
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Geez that doctor was lazy using too many “blah blahs” on his report. 🙄 But I guess blah blahs are better than a back surgery eh??? (((((HUGGIES)))))
Are you going to my blog to see me in my booby shirt or wha? 😀
So now what? Gettin’ old- ain’t it grand?!
Cortizone? You can’t walk around in pain….
…did you get Rayne’s msg?
Yeah, I’m with Erika… too many ‘blah blah’s’ in the report. 😆
Glad to hear it isn’t something worse, although I know the pain must suck.
Sounds pretty blah to me 😉
I kinda feel stupid, like I’m making it all up you know?
Me: “OWWWW”
Doc: “Well really, you big baby, it’s not that big a deal, you’re just getting old. Suck it up!”
Me: “WAAAHHHH!”
Doc: “Are you serious?” 🙄
😆
Tell that Doc to whip out the Vicodin! Remember, he’s working for YOU.
Damn stingy doctors.
My poor doc, I do give him such a hard time. He offered me Vicodin, he did! And I shook my head nonononono because I have kids to take care of all day, and stuff to do, and that stuff makes one very lalalandish. So he gave me Darvocet, and wheee! I felt like I just got off of a really spinny rollercoaster when I took that! So yes, I am asking for every ounce of pain that I’m enduring, all for the sake of feeling “normal”. As if! 😛
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