My poor husband. He has a bad back. A troublesome back. He doesn't just have a monkey on his back, I think he has a full sized ape. Back problems are a touchy subject with people. If you've never experienced trouble, count your blessings. At least twice. Tomorrow he goes to see a specialist who will hopefully, as our physical therapist friend says, start him on the road to recovery. I sure hope so, at least. It is hard to see your spouse hurting, well almost crippled. When I was pregnant with G, I started having troubles, but some therapy and an ever shifting baby made it better. When I was pregnant with the boy, it got worse and did not get better nice he arrived. Lots of therapy and exercises finally made things better. Not perfect, but better. Our dear friend has worked with the hub and helped before. This time warrants more help. Let's just pray it works. Constant pain is terribly depressing.
Pray for my husband. He needs it. We all need it. Thanks....
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