Holiday in the sun leads to lots and lots of pain
Ten members of my family went on an all inclusive holiday to Gran Canaria for Christmas week last year. Bloody great. All you could eat and drink all day long, and two pools full of nubile European wenches in bikinis.

Lucky me woke up in agony on Christmas day, and then ended up in a hospital on Boxing day on two consecutive Tramadol drips, which didn't even take the edge off the pain I was in. The doctor diagnosed it as Sciatica. On the night before we went home I had to call out a doctor to get a really bloody painful injection in my arse cheek just so that I could sleep.

Oh, what fun! The only person I'd wish Sciatica on is Thatcher. Pain like you would not believe.

You know that holiday insurance that you sometimes can't be arsed to sort out? Lucky for me I did and it covered the £500 in Spanish hospital bills.

When I got back I had an MRI diagnosis of a slipped disc, which was causing the agony, and then I was off work until the end of May. Still hurts like fuck now and mostly I'm whacked out of my gourd on lots and lots of tablets.

Apart from that the holiday was great.

TLDR: goes away abroad, comes back broken.
(morebasheder is still awake, damn it!, Mon 18 Aug 2014, 23:44, Reply)