Profoundly depressed for a few days. At least there's been something to be depressed about. Understand, when I say depressed, I mean the term clinically. This injury has been crippling. I've been crippled before, as with that knee thing some years ago, where I needed a cane for a time -- but that was a thing with a cause. This has been out of nowhere. Finally deduced that it was a disc issue, and that felt like an unjust judgment from God. I did not lift anything carelessly.
This evening I was at 98% though. Felt very good. I took half an advil 3 hours prior, so that's a confounding factor, but at least there's cause for optimism. I can feel good.
Now all I need is an attractive woman who wants to have a lot of sex, and I'll finally have no cause for complaint.