I'm starting to emerge from a major funk brought on by MASSIVE work tilt, poor sleeping, eating and drinking habits, oral surgery, and ongoing back problems. Not to mention I still stink at poker and continue to bleed money.
I'm hoping things are beginning to look up though. I'm beginning to catch up on some personal business, and trying to make sure my wife and kids remember who I am, and that I can still be a pretty good guy when I can get out of my own head.
So, I've been wallowing in the low limit zone as my online bankroll has dipped below a hundy, and I have vowed not to reload maybe ever..I dunno.
Who am I kidding? I'm way to weak to stop playing online. I'm still living under the misconception that I can 'beat' the game online.
Anyway, this is supposed to be a hopeful and cheerful post.
I forgot to change Maudie's link in Google reader and have missed her posts since she left Pokerworks. If you have too, then check the link to the right or this:
Short story on my back. About 2 years ago I started having serious issues with my back from the mid part of my neck on the right side to the middle of my back.
Sometimes it was just a nagging dull pull (like now) and sometimes it was a full fledged back spasm completely locking me up (like last week).
I went through a couple doctors, physical therapy, and a chiropractor. Finally, the Orthapaedic Surgeon and the MRI machine.
The last two broke the news, I have a herniated disk at the base of my neck causing undue stress and inflammation. The inflammation pushes my spinal cord and causes my muscles to seize up.
Mr Orthapaed's first track was prednizone, a round of steroids to control inflammation. That worked for a bit, but I was still hurt. So we moved on to cortizone. I had 3 spinal taps to reduce the inflammation in my neck and I was good for a little over a year.
Last week, I fell asleep on the plane home from NY and woke up a bit stiff. I didn't really acknowledge it and commenced my normal duties.
Thursday night I took my son to basketball evaluations and shot a little bit with him afterwards. He wanted me to show him my massive dunking skillz on the 9' goal and I couldn't resist.
I jumped up to get his alley-oop and OOOOP it did. I came down and grimaced in pain. I knew Master P didn't notice, so I played it off as it was time to leave, and walked as normally as I could out of the rec center.
I gingerly folded myself into the car, and finally P said, "are you all right Dad?"
I said sure, and we drove home.
It took about 10 minutes to get myself out of the car and into the house. I immediately made my way to the medicine cabinet. I took 800 MG of ibuprofen and a hydrocodone tab.
Rach found me in the kitchen and saw the look on my face, noticed my back contorted and knew the drill.
I knew there was no use hoping for the ibuprofen to help, so I went to the Orthopaed the next day and requested another round of steroids. Not that I like taking steroids, but I do like walking and moving.
Once again, the Doc suggested an MRI and surgery, but I denied, hoping that the prednisone does its' job.
Possibly one of you is a Doctor and can suggest the surgery, but we're talking about cutting into my neck and replacing a disk at the largest concentration of nerves in my body. 6-8 months of recuperation and the possibility of more surgery or complications stemming.
For now, I'll pass, but I may have to face it someday.
So, probably more info than you wanted, but what the hell. I should be able to make the mook tonight. See you later.