Whelp, once again my body likes to have jokes…
Had to call out of work today, because I had to go to the hospital - which is never fun for multiple reasons.
However, it turns out I really fucked up my back.
My diagnosis, "Acute lumbar radiculopathy".
How did this happen?
I was trying to break up a dog fight, before it happened at my job. ( There are signs to watch out for, trust me on this. )
Small dog aggression is no joke. They're feral little creatures when they wanna be.
See, the thing is, I didn't know I injured my back. Because the adrenaline was working overtime and I had to head back inside after I shut the yard down for the afternoon due to a rise in temperatures.
..and then I had to tend to inside duties. So my mind was on everything else, instead of my back.
It only started to get bad later on that night, and then flared into pure hell the morning after. Which, is why I'm writing this folks.
Don't be me. If there's an immediate issue that you notice, but not really pay attention to…FUCKING CHECK IN WITH YOURSELF.
