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- 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.