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How painful is your back pain?

I really can't cry when my back hurts! One day, such an express hotel, the bed is too soft! For people with cervical spondylosis like us, it is simply torture! Many times I have to ask for extra beds, because they will be harder to add beds. Those who say back pain is nothing! You must have never experienced it! For half a year, I couldn't work because of my waist problem, so I resigned and stayed at home, and I could only lie down every day. You have never experienced that kind of despair! You can't even lie in bed when it hurts so much. I can only sleep on the ground, day after day ... I dare not tell my parents for fear that they will worry.

It was 20 10. I'm only in my twenties. I graduated from a key university and signed a foreign company. My life has just begun. Suddenly one day, my back ached so badly that I couldn't even move my left side from my waist to my thigh.

Sent to the hospital, severe lumbar disc herniation oppressed the left nerve, scoliosis, and even long and short legs appeared. The doctor advised me to have an operation, but the operation is risky, and it is not to restore the lumbar spine, but to remove the prominent tissue. Once it fails, the result is irreversible and may be paralyzed for life. Thank you very much for my girlfriend. When I have no income and can't do anything, she never gives up, and half a year is like a waste. She didn't lose hope when I was most desperate.

At that time, I had a bad temper and a bad temper! I feel disabled, I find something to quarrel with her every day, and then I regret it myself. She has always let me, because she is afraid of her parents' opposition, and she has to hide it from her family. Get up at 6 o'clock every day, bring me breakfast first, then she goes to work. As soon as she got off work at noon, she rushed to the market to buy some food and cook lunch for me. When I finished eating, she cleaned up and went back to work. As soon as I got off work in the afternoon, she came to take care of me after dinner and went back to her house after cleaning up.

At that time, we were very poor. We often bought a cabbage and fried it in a big pot. We could eat two meals with steamed bread. In order to strengthen my nutrition, she stole ribs and braised pork from home for me to stew.

That's not to mention that she often asks for leave to accompany me around for examination and treatment. Whenever I hear a good treatment, no matter how expensive, take me to try it. I feel sorry for her. She wears dozens of clothes and can only eat two steamed buns for breakfast. I was angry with her and told her to leave me alone. She just listened and waited for me to calm down before I continued to do what I should do. What an asshole I was then!