getting old

I will have to keep this short. Today is Monday, Nov.8,2010. Everything started out great. Rode my motorcycle at 5:30 a.m. It was about 30 degrees. Just the way I like it. My job today was to unload boxes of wheels and press bearings into them. When the boxes are empty, I put the rags that the wheels are wrapped in, back into the boxes that they came from. Them I stack the boxes three high. Each box is the size of a pallet and about two and a half feet tall. I had already stacked twenty boxes by 8:00. Anyway when I started to put the rags into box number 21 I got this intense pain in my lower back. My back has went out many times, over the years at work,. but this time was insane. I screamed "oh something real bad". This guy I work with, happen to be looking my way when it happened. He came running over and asked "if I was all right"? I could hardly speak. I could hardly breathe. I thought for sure that I was going to ride in the little ambulance that we have at work. My boss came over and asked what I wanted to do. I really could not do anything for about 5 minutes. Finally I was able to straighten up and after I started walking real slow, and little steps, my back started to get better. It still hurt but I was able to work most of the day before I went to medical. I have learned a long time ago that there is not a lot you can do for it. Moving seems to help the best. I am more worried about the morning. From past experience, I know that when I wake up I might not be able to move. We will see. Them on top of that my left hand and wrist has major pain. That started in Aug. So when I went to medical they made another report of that. This all just adds to the toothache I have. Growing old is awesome. I hate to complain but if anyone was to ask me how my day was, I would have to say it hurt. Anyway that is it. Goodnight and love to all my children (not soap opera ) and grandchildren.