If you have ever thought that someone was claiming to have a bad back, and might have been–you know, exaggerating a bit, the chances are about 1000% that you have never had any pain in your back.

Because once you have, you never, ever think of anyone as exaggerating that pain, ever again.

I have such pain. Right now, as I type this.

It is a spasm on the right side of the spine, below the shoulder blades and if I could reach it, I would hit it with a large hammer. Or the side of my head, which I can reach, but apparently any pain medication short of morphine can’t.

I’m not going to spend much more time whining about how much it hurts and how old I feel because it does and how lame it is to be one of those people complaining of my bad back.

But it does… I am… it is… and I don’t care.

And I will never ever doubt anyone who complains about their back, ever again. I’m not saying that there aren’t people who might use it as an excuse, but if the whole karma thing has any truth whatsoever…those people will one day know what it feels like to be in this much pain.

Ouch. Times infinity.