The shot heard ’round the doctor’s office

Some people have asked me how my back is doing. Here’s an update.

After the whirring and thumping of the MRI machine, sitting still for close to an hour (so long I was numb in spots by the end), I got to see the pictures. It indeed looked like a slipped disk. Those pictures are so clear! I studied nuclear magnetic resonance (NMR) as physics student, but nothing matches seeing your nucleus squishing back and pinching your spinal nerves….

So the orthopedic doctor talked with me about a steroidal spinal injection. He talked about “raising my threshold for injury” rather than doing surgery on the back. I was thankful for that. The conservative route seemed like a good place to start.

Of course, I hate shots. One of my old doctors used to tease me sometimes about my aversion to shots and difficulty swallowing pills, saying it is a good thing – that I’ll never be a junkie. He can be a regular comedian sometimes. What he doesn’t say is that I’ll also never be a good patient.   Continue reading The shot heard ’round the doctor’s office