Fuck, i remember coming home from unloading 18 wheelers when I was 22. As I was getting out the car, my change fell out my pocket and I bent over to pick it up. As I picked up the last quarter, twinge in my lower back like someone softly poked me with a stick, stand up and instant spasms. I Had to call my roommate to help me up the stairs.

After 6 hrs of trying not to breathe as to not trigger more spasms, roomate got a few percocet from the dealer downstairs. Luckily it was Friday so I didn’t miss work.