From Living in Hell to Hiking There

Outdoor enthusiast blogs are fantastic in Canada. This lucky Canuck is about to see Hells Canyon for the first time.

The WE Camp Collective

I was lying flat on my back.  My feet propped up with pillows, and my head hopped up on pills.  I had suffered for over two years, each month a bit more painful than the last.  I tried everything to numb the pain.  I saw multiple doctors, specialists, and physiotherapists.  I underwent prolotherapy treatments, chiropractic appointments, cranial-sacral adjustments and acupuncture.  Medicinal Mary Jane, why not?  Nothing could kill it.  Taking the edge off was the best I could do.

I had been on the wait list for a MRI for over a year, and knowing what I know now, I should have just pulled out the plastic, and paid for it to avoid the ridiculous wait.  That’s valuable time I’ll never get back…

Finally, after what had seemed like a lifetime, I was told that the surgery was booked.  (Sweet Jesus YES!)  It was simple; remove the disc that…

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