While in Yuma, Linda and I joined Steve and Jodie in volunteering at the Yuma Food Bank on Fridays. On one of our sessions, when I twisted and picked up a box, I felt a pain in the lower right side of my back. This was the start of thirteen weeks of pain and frustration.
By morning of the day after the injury, I was so stoved up that I could not stand up straight and had to move in a bent over position. After having to wait 3 weeks to get in, I started PT, but it did not seem to help.
The only positive in this event was that I could sit with very little pain, and sleeping was something I could also do.
When it came time to leave Yuma, I could drive, but could not do much else. I posted the return trip adventures for all to read.
At home, I jumped into the health repair cycle and went to my primary doctor, who eventually set up an MRI and then referred me to a neurosurgeon. We met with the surgeon, and he immediately recommended surgery. This was a month and a half AFTER I returned home.
Surgery went well, and I am in full recovery mode.
That's the short story of what we've been doing or why we haven't been doing it. Now, the adventures will continue, a bit at a time. We're leaving on our next trip today!
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