My back hurts.
I don’t know why. Or even how.
But for the better part of a week, it has been giving me fits.
I’ve seen one doctor; I have an appointment with another on Tuesday. I wouldn’t be surprised if it takes a few more to figure out what’s going on and how to get me some relief.
This isn’t the first time my back has ‘gone out,’ as they say. But I had forgotten how much it affects everything else. I mean, when it hurts to sit and lie down and walk and stand…
Well, let’s just say it’s hard to find joy in the simple things. Or anything. You become a big ol’ grouch.
I’m trying not to be. But it hurts when I do.
The Sticky Egg 
I have been fortunate not to have back trouble – know that when most people do, they say they are miserable. So there, you have my permission to be grouchy!