Most people reading this would think that this post would be about someone else, someone infringing in my life and in my "bidnez". Nope this is a simple post. This is a post that I've been praying for for over six weeks.
You see, about eight weeks ago, I had the most excrutiating pain that I've ever had. The pain was in my back and in my butt. I am a workout freak, but decided that since there was no clear precipitating event, that I'd lay off working out for a week. One week later, I feel great. I go back to easy workouts and for my third workout, I do the killer, crossfit workout.
Next day, I can't stand up without major pain. I can stand up, but the movement from sitting to standing is brutal. Long story short, I end up going to see my dad (anesthesiologist in pain management) and his partner. I get 3 epidural steroids given to me over the course of three weeks. NO matter what, when I go from sitting to standing, it feels like someone is jabbing a machete into my left butt cheek (you're welcome for the graphics).
So last Friday, I get my 4th and last treatment and wallaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the pain has severely diminished and I'm allowed to workout, albeit on a limited basis. This process makes you value the health that you do have.
Two major accomplishments . . . pain almost fully gone and;
I'm allowed to workout on a limited and restricted basis.
Today climbed 2.2 miles on the stairs and ran, er jogged 1 mile very easily on a treadmill. I know it's a lame workout, and yes, I was barking like a dog, but something so simple never felt so good.
So truthfully.....Goodbye Pain in the butt. When you were here, I couldn't workout and I gained some weight. Glad to see you go! Not a big deal to the average Joe, but for someone like me who has to work out to stay in shape....we'll, let's just say it's a big deal. When the pain is here, it's excessive and debilitating. Now that it's gone, I can get back to the theings that are important to me, my family, God and work. It's great to be alive!