- Getting into your car sucks. I generally approach the vehicle with apprehension, take a deep breath, and then gingerly lower myself into the seat with a groan. Getting out is a close second for difficulty and/or pain.
- Working out requires constant modifications and sometimes doesn’t feel worth it, even though you know you’ll feel better once you’ve done it. This includes sex.
- Diagnosing the condition requires invasive medical procedures (*cough* rectal exam *cough*) which I just don’t feel are truly necessary, since the only “cure” for the issue is time.
That being said, no more park riding for me on a snowboard! 11 days later and I’m still hurting after a pretty epic fall on my ass, and everyone I’ve spoken with with an injured tailbone experience says it takes years to heal. So that’s fun. Trying to keep it in perspective though. Things could be worse. 😉