Vuvuzela (or something)

On the night if July 25. 2010, I went to bed at six in the morning. I then awoke at half past twelve and left the house at half past one in the afternoon. Destination? CARDIGAN! Nothing much happened on the car journey, I sat and listened to Hollywood Undead, The Smiths and Alkaline Trio, then when I got out of the car, I fell and smacked myself in the throat with the book that I am currently reading, 'Hannibal' by Thomas Harris. (I must add that I looked good today - size six turquoise vest, my darling flares, a white and navy starry neckerchief. Oof.) Then I was weighed and measured, which was different as they had a weighing chair, then I gave Pa my iPod and he started watching 'Fantastic Mr. Fox' on it, as instructed. (He finished watching it later and thoroughly enjoyed.)

Anyway, we saw Dr. Fountain-Polley and after a brief conversation, he said that we might never get to the bottom of the back pain and that he'd be putting me on new pain medication (the name of which sounds like VUVUZELA!) because he thinks that when I'm uncomfortable, my brain screams "PAIN!", so I don't do anything and therefore don't build up the muscles or core stability required for me to do things properly. For example, I've been given some exercises by my physiotherapist, but because they're so uncomfortable, I thought I was in pain, so I didn't do them, which meant that I was back at square one. This medication, that I have to take regularly (three a day with four paracetamols a day for six weeks to tackle the pain from 'two completely different angles'), will enable me to do my exercises. Then my brain will sort of be 're-wired' and I will be able to carry on doing them without any medication. If this doesn't work, he said he'd have to have a serious conversation with the both of us. Now, I remember before when he said that all the people at the pain clinic do is stick people on anti-depressants, which leads me to believe that maybe this 'serious conversation' will be about putting me on those.

I hope something turns up on my MRI, if that's what that idiot Dr. Richards meant when he said 'special scan'. Let's hope it's special in that it actually shows something that's wrong with me. Yeah?