The day after Chelsea's marathon I could barely get out of bed. Not for any known reason, I was stiff as a board. I tried to stretch but could barely move an inch in any direction.
My lower back was blocked, and that has never happened. I instantly felt paralyzed!
Scary feeling. We called a chiropractor who came to Chelsea's apartment and poked and pulled and said I would feel better the next day.
Nevertheless, Yann and I had a train to catch. Utter agony and by the grace of God we caught the train to Marseille.
Once home I went straight to bed, later had some dinner that Gina prepared for us, and went back to bed.
Today, day three... a bit better, but man I never knew what back pain was until now.
Will I be better to go to the brocante?
Have you ever had lower back pain?