The amount of pain that I'm in right now cannot be overstated. Any second now Dr. Boris should be calling me and summoning me to his office, cortisone shot in hand. I even wore good underwear today knowing that others will see it when Dr. Boris sticks that needle clear into my spine.
I did not sleep a lot last night due to the aforementioned back problem. I did, however, cry and curl myself into a little ball like a snail. I thought about going to the bodega to get some Tylenol. but that would have involved putting on pants. I wasn't up to it.
I am looking forward to getting this shot, popping some pain killers and kickin' back with some Herbie Hancock CDs while I repose. I also have "Annie Hall" on DVD back at the house. Oh, Dr. Boris, where are you?
