Farmer Ted and I were picking tomatoes on Sunday, and when we were done my back hurt like I had pulled a muscle. The next day at work, I bent over to pack up our marketing box for a conference this week and heard/felt a pop in the same area. The pain almost took me to my knees. Yesterday morning I woke up and the pain was unbearable, so I went to the doctor. The verdict…herniated disc. To add insult to injury, they didn’t even give me any good drugs. Acetaminophen doctor? Really? At least I am feeling the love from my heating pad.
Tonight, Farmer Ted had to pick the tomatoes by himself, because they are trying to kill me.