For 3 days I've been off work with terrible back pain. I've wanted to cuss - actually, I have cussed. Like a sailor. I walk around leaning to the right because my left rear end hurts so bad. I mutter obscenities, shuffling my feet in the widened gait of a hobo old cowboy pirate. My son runs up to hug me and I grit my teeth because even the slightest touch hurts. My husband has to help me dress and the pain medicine is putting me into a dry mouth state of boorish crazy. I hope I can go to work tomorrow, even if I sound like Samuel l Jackson and I walk like captain Morgan.
