When I got up this morning the back was worse than ever. I could hardly move at all. It took me a long time to just get my pants on. It also took me about a half an hour to just get inside the truck stop. I sat on a stool at the counter for some coffee.
I was hoping that moving around a bit might ease things up. Boy was I wrong! While sitting there drinking my coffee my back seized up tighter than ever. It brought tears to my eyes. I was totally unable to get off the stool. I wimped out and motioned for the waitress and asked for her to call an ambulance for me.
Naturally the manager came rushing over to find out what was happening and he instructed the waitress to go ahead and call 911. A few minutes later a couple of cops showed up to ask questions, get my ID information, and all that jazz. They stayed with me until the ambulance arrived.
I was given an injection of pain killer in the ambulance which didn't help in the slightest. Once in the hospital they shot me up with several drugs that got me high as a kite but didn't really affect the pain much at all. I was x-rayed and all that. The doc concluded that it was indeed a lower back sprain just as I had indicated when I was brought in.
He wrote me some scripts for Flexeril, Vicondin, and Motrin. I didn't bother filling the Motrin as I have an ample supply of ibuprofen already.
I had to take a cab to the pharmacy, wait for the scripts to be filled, and then ride back to the truck stop. The cab ride was $55. Ouch.
I was instructed to take it easy and not try to drive until Monday at the earliest. I rented a room here at the hotel in the truck stop and will remain here taking drugs and taking it easy in the hope that by Monday the back will be in good enough shape to drive on to WI.
I am still seriously stoned at the moment.