Screwed if you do Screwed if you don't

This morning, Fernie and I went down to the surgery center to have the second epidural in the series of three. Supposedly everything went well. But if you ask me, I think they may have hit the wrong vertebrae. I think they missed the sweetspot and hit the shithead spot. Thank God he came home and took a nap, cause that fight he was having with me was going nowhere good...and fast! I have no idea what he was even trying to fight about - possibly because I drifted toward the next lane. I didn't get close enough to do anything, but i was close to the line. Then when I moved over, the car in that lane seemed to be magnetized and began to come our way, so he kept hollering cause it appeared that I was still drifting. Hoping his shot works faster than last time. The first few days were terrible, so maybe this one will be a super shot!