Apparently, I’ve got spondylolisthesis, meaning that a disk in my spine has slipped out of place (to a rather extensive degree, according to my doctor; it was a relief, at least, to have a professional tell me I wasn’t just being pathetic).
It fucking sucks. I’m laying in my bed now and I cannot describe to you the ways my back pieces currently feel like they are moving, except to say that the sensation is pervasive and unpleasant. Before I went to the doctor, I spent eleven days barely able to stand. I only left my bed to use the restroom and even that was an iffy prospect.
It’s unclear if this makes it better or worse, but the most likely cause for this that has been put forth so far is hilarious … And embarrassing.
Anyway, I’ve been enjoying this debilitating situation for a few months now and the next opportunity to potentially fix it is thirteen days from now. I wish it were today.
Here is proof that the world is cruel and unjust, that such pain could befall one who properly uses the subjunctive.
This is probably among the top… Seven, I think? nicest things anyone has ever said to me.
Excluding one particular individual who has said a lot of nice things, but I don’t know how to tag from my client and I’m not sure he’d want to be called out anyway.
Some say I should raise my standards, but those comments also rank among the top seven.
What an elegant and erudite compliment. I had to read it several time before I understood its layers.
“Erudite” is what I played in EverQuest.
I didn’t know what it meant - or that it meant anything outside the game - until years later.