Herniating

At last, the verdict is in.

After eight weeks of sciatic pain, I got to see the spinal specialist. You know you’re getting old when your doctor looks like a sixth-grader. Anyway, he showed me my MRI results. I’ve got a herniated disk. The accompanying photo is not mine, but is very similar to mine.

I’ve never been so happy to have an injury.

The pain has diminished dramatically over the last few weeks, and he told me that “90% of spinal cases are cured by long waiting lists.” Time heals all wounds, including back problems, it seems.

Fortunately, my doctor is also a runner, and he said the herniation was not caused by running and there were no restrictions on resuming running. As with any other condition, I need to be guided by the pain. It’s like the old vaudeville joke: “Doctor, it hurts when I do this.” “Then don’t do that.”

Realistically, I need to overcome my severe hatred of cross-training and core exercises – if for no other reason than to give me something to do when I can’t run. The doctor suggested swimming, and I’ll see if that’s feasible.

It’s good news for the blog, too. Running doesn’t seem very funny if you can’t do it. I’ll be back on the road soon.

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