Personal Narrative: Back Pain

Back pain, the pain that made three years of my life miserable, the same pain that caused me to become an outcast. Four years ago I made an appointment with my physician for some back pain I was having, the pain was not excruciating at the time, but it was still pretty agonizing, much like the burdens Christian was carrying. My doctor could only notice that my hips were unaligned, so he sent me in for several X-rays, my doctor was kind of like Evangelist. He pointed me in the right direction. He received my X-rays and noticed that I had a small curve in my back, fifteen degrees to be exact, this degree classifies as scoliosis, I felt like I was stuck in the Slough of Despond. I was put on restrictions and could barely run without breaking my doctor’s rules. My physician then sent me to an orthopedic surgeon; he explained to me that my curvature was not severe enough for surgery, so I was sent to a chiropractor, hoping he would rehabilitate my back, this was like going to the Interpreters house, the chiropractor was going to fix my back and I would be able to everything again! However, I was wrong.
To another doctor I went, back and forth, I went to several different physicians and chiropractors trying to figure out why my back was curved. Finally, I reached Dr. Timberlake; he did several X-rays and noticed tiny, hairline fractures in my L1 and L2, which are vertebras in my lower spine, the lumbar region. He sent me to physical therapy, where I would have to do several exercises and therapy on my back several times a week, I was beginning to think that my back would never heal; wouldn’t you say I was in the Doubting