Here we go again

I had planned on deer hunting from Wednesday until Sunday. Well the Tuesday before I was doing something outside and slipped. Dammit, I hurt my back. I've had a lot of back problems so this is nothing new but to do it right before I was going to go hunting pissed me off. Oh well, maybe it'll feel better Wednesday morning. And it did, a little. So I went to meet my Dad where he was hunting.

We didn't get any hunting in Wednesday but hit it bright and early Thursday morning. After about an hour my back was friggin killing me. I had brought a pillow to sit on but I forgot to bring it in the woods with me. My Dad shot at a doe but missed. Didn't find ANY blood at all. So we head back to the camper. Did some running around in Warsaw and got back to the camper about 1:30 so I decide to head back into the woods. This time I brought my pillow but my back still hurt like hell. So I decide to give up, my back feels like it's on fire.

So I go home pissed off because once again a physical injury keeps me from doing something that I want. It sucks, I'm 34 years old and I have a bad ankle, shoulder, back, and weak knees. I just had a hernia surgery this year and I think I've messed that up again. It's frustrating. I'm done whining now.

Hopefully I can figure something out before I go hunting again. Maybe I should drag a recliner down to the woods. :)