Called off work again, for the third day in a row.
I am better, but not yet able to walk more than a few dozen yards. Getting better now though.
Apparently that fucking horribly painful shot into my spine is helping, as are the Vicodin and Flexotril.
Not really sure about the other drugs. I just wish I could have slept through some of this. Bordering on the max' of sleep deprivation and experiencing some anomalous visual and spiritual effects. I am no fool, though. At this point, I still know the difference in what is and what should never be.