I am going beserk! I don't remember if I mentioned it here or on FB or what, but I threw my back out last Saturday tossing a couple of heavy bales of hay into my truck. I have never ever felt anything like this in my life. I went to the doctor on Monday (sans insurance) and the doctor was surprised I didn't come in sooner. He gave me some good drugs, which I have been taking religiously. I can sure tell when I am late with them.
I am at least able to walk a bit today. Sleeping is still very uncomfortable, and the mornings are hell, mainly because I am behind the 8-ball on the pain killers and muscle relaxers. Once that gets caught up ... usually about noon ... I have some relief.
Riding, unfortunately, is going to be put on hold for a bit. Hopefully, I'll feel well enough this weekend to go out and do some ground work with Kahlua though. Maybe even work a dog or two. That might be heroic thinking, though. We'll see.