L3 and L4.
Herniated Discs. Two of them.
Two rounds of epidural cortisone injections.
Moaning in my sleep. Waking up in pain. Fearful commutes to work. Strategically considering the distance to the men’s room. Sometimes feeling old and weak. (Vanity never quits.) Sometimes feeling discouraged. Chronic pain does that to you.
No running. No hiking. No lawn mowing (mixed blessing).
All while trying to build a new kitchen.
God doesn’t check your calender or to-do list. He just brings life your way. All of life.
I took the photo on this page last November while hiking Blood Mountain near Blairesville, Georgia. It inspires me to pray I’ll be able healed enough to enjoy trails like this when mid-October comes around.
Two months to go.
Waking up in back pain, gives me a glimpse into what people with depression often experience. People like my wife, often experience depression or anxiety physically, as pain, or lethargy, or pressure on the chest, or stiff neck, or nausea, or all of the above.
For those of us who haven’t experienced this, let us study empathy and compassion for those who do.
A man’s spirit will endure sickness, but a crushed spirit who can bear?—Proverbs 18:14, ESV